Petty
But they already had a cat
ME
Meow
How could they
Making me share my chow
My bed
My toy rat with the ripped head
My nip, my nap, my blue blanket with the frayed ribbon
I don't know if I can ever forgive em.
But they already had a reader in the group
ME
M is for Mitten, can't you see
We did not need an Elenore
She steals my lines and interrupts my joke
She makes me gag
She makes me choke
She sat in my chair
How will I go on from here
But they already chose first chair
ME
My violin solo was so sweet
Now I have to share
Not fair
No treat
Another fiddler I can't beat
The agony of broken bows and stepped on feet
I have no harmony left inside of me
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2009
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