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May 2015
You're on all sorts
Of crazy diets,
I don't see why I have to eat
But you always make me

I will try to skip lunch,
But you threaten to buy me something,
And I don't want you
To spend money on me
So I eat

I remember we were talking,
And I still hadn't eaten that day
So in the middle of my sentence
You stuffed a muffin in my mouth

Just today,
You discovered
I hadn't eaten dinner
And what your response?
You sent me 53 texts to convince me
That I should eat

So my question is:
Why do you always make me eat?

Is it a pet peeve,
Or do you actually care about me?
Sorry, experiencing some writers block :)
Nicole Dawn
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Nicole Dawn  Oklahoma
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