My Mother Buys Mine - Poem by Connie Yost
Miss Fuff came to school and typically flounced,
Then trounced on my ego once more.
''I've never had hand-me-down clothes, ' she announced,
'My mother buys mine at the store! '
My six year old patience has worn very thin,
My pride has been trampled before.
'I've never worn hand-me-down shoes, ' she put in,
My mother buys mine at the store! '
My shyness has forced me to hold it all in,
I'm tired of this to the core!
'I have a baby brother, ' I said with chagrin,
Not trying to even the score.
'I don't have a brother, ' chirped little Miss Fluff,
I've begged both my parents before,
But they laugh and tell me that I'm quite enough.A brother I'd truly adore!
'I have a big brother who thinks he's so tough,
My little twin sisters are four.
It's fun to have brothers and sisters, I puff,
'My mother buys mine at the store! '.
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