Poem: I will be mean!

Photo credit:  Erik Mclean

There are always some tricks up your sleeve,

leaving me puzzle, disturbing my dream;

“Work, work, work—you say!”

give, give, give— still low pay!

I don’t know what to think, how to be?”

Should I be what you think I should be?

’cause u sure are smart: wittier than me!’

“I miss my love—who has left me!”

he thinks I dream too much,

“Get up from your slumber—your sleep!”

“I wonder who pay the price, you or me?”

Out of greed—u say I am!

so it seems: Well, darn right!

if its’ to save my family—my baby,

“come on—I will be mean!

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