A Spat Poem by Audrey Heller

Forget about having a spat with
your mate. If you do, chances are
you'll never win. No matter what
you say, it will be changed their
way, they'll just look at you and
grin. Nothing, can be more
frustrating, you're angrier then
before. Why have they got the
ability, to twist your words?
You're ready to declare, a war.
Should you want to approach
them, to clear the air, conveniently,
they've forgotten, what took place.
Now, feeling quite like a fool, you're
standing there, with egg on your
face. That's the way it is my friend,
you're much better off, if you don't
start at all. If you continue to pursue
it, watch out, as it's going to be,
your down fall!