She Always Made Things Fun

steve wardrip
ROSINE MAGAZINE
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1 min readMar 25, 2017

by m.s.wardrip

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She could bake a cake, I couldn’t.

She had a mixer at her house, I didn’t.

She never got pimples, I did.

She got to go to the Smithsonian, I milked cows.

She got better grades, She had cute boyfriends,

She got a car, I got to ride sometimes,

She got a TV, I got a radio,

She had cool games, I had some wooden puzzles.

We grew up together, Best friends forever,

We weathered rain, snow, storms and hail,

Somehow, now, I live in a mansion, and she is in jail,

I love my sister, My sister loves me.

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steve wardrip
ROSINE MAGAZINE

Writer of Rumors, Gossip, Lies and Dreams — Poet, Scallywag, Whippersnapper and Galactic Co-Pilot