Never Again
Doll with an incredibly snarly blue mood
Gave us a horrible, nasty, surly attitude.
I thought she was pretty, but not today.
Said many people, who did not want to stay.
Her mother had invited us to her birthday party.
There were six of us, and none ate hearty.
We felt sick at the way she treated us.
Never again! Said my classmate, Gus.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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