You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It
The bed I wet when I was eight,
on my Scooby Doo custom sheets?
The waterbed I came to hate,
when the patches failed beneath my feet?
Maybe the one in my college dorm,
where I grew a foot as a sophomore?
This one now, you seem to say;
with you, for you, I need to stay.
September 18, 2021
Contest: Motto Matters
Sponsor: Natasha L Scragg
Copyright © Naomi Bannister | Year Posted 2021
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