The Line
The first line my father drew
And all my freedom threw
No going out after eight
Or there’ll be a lock on the gate
My teacher drew the second line
Bunking college is not fine
Algebra and geometry are a must
Do not let your books go to dust
The third line was drawn by my hubby
Who thought I was very chubby
A diet I must go on
And sip lemon juice on the lawn
Line number four was drawn by me
I felt no right to be free
Free to pursue my dream
Of making chocolate and cream
And then it dawned on me
That my life cannot be
Drawn around these lines
And am free to taste life’s wines
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