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You are a short person.
In both temper and stature.
I am also a short person.
But I’m taller than you.
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Mother,
I know in the past out relationship has been strained.
But this is obviously not my fault it’s my fathers.
Remember that time we went to the park and I fell off the swing?
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I see him and his girlfriend in the hall.
He sees me and his begins to twitch.
I take off my clothes and lean by the wall.
This joke always goes off without a hitch.
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Why does the school need to be so fricken large.
Walking through these halls leaves me out of breath.
The hall is so big I could fit a barge.
I just don’t get it. Does that kid have meth?
...

Mother listen to me for once!
I don’t care about memories.
Usually I’m just whining but this is important.
It’s not like that time with the noodle.
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Short People

You are a short person.
In both temper and stature.
I am also a short person.
But I’m taller than you.
Can’t I get the cereal off the top shelf?
This can only end in disaster.
You say you want to be independent.
But there’s nothing wrong with help.
Or a shoulder to lean on.
Not that you can reach my shoulder.
But it’s the thought that counts.
Sadly thinking won’t save the cereal,
Now strewn across the floor.
Now there’s that short temper!
Yelling at me, for whatever reason.
I offered to get the cereal.
I saw the writing on the wall.
What, where was that writing you say?
It’s probably a little too high for you to see.
Want me to lend you a hand?

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