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May 2018
My grandparents
(Who, by the way, belong in the Grandparent' s Hall of Fame)
Would call me
"Faccia brute"
When I cried
(Not if I was really hurt, of course)
Faccia brute means
"Ugly face"
In Italian
If I was a different person
I'd be dwelling
Oh, alas!
Poor me!
My grandparents called me Ugly!
And when I was crying, at That!
It all depends on my perception
And that's how I will tell it to you
Influencing your perception
Too
Written by
Krista DelleFemine  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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