On and Off
Without warning
She turns it
On and off
A mystery
Then not
It’s creepy
And it’s odd
She turns it
On and off
We don’t know
What goes on
In that strange mind of hers
She turns it
On and off
She pretends to be a doormat
Then spits out snide remarks
She rarely speaks her mind
She turns it
On and off
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on January 17, 2021 for contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (43) ANY FORM ANY THEME sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 10TH
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