Scout To Kill a Mockingbird

Dresses, bows, make-up, this is who I am not, don’t put me In a dress I’ll give you an insight of my life, I have a neighbor who We call Boo My brother Jem, who is older Believes he is bolder Atticus we call him, never dad He never says we couldn’t, but I don’t want him to get mad There is a boy name Dill He comes every summer, to his aunts He can be a bit of a pill Together we act like mice Sneaking around But a price We have to pay To see another day