I am not a doormat
For you to wipe your putrid feet
I am not an underling
For you to boss around
I am not an idiot
For you to enlighten
I am not invisible
For you to ignore
I am not a sucker
For you to fool
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I am not your marionette
For I will strangle you with your strings
I am not someone you can roll your eyes near
For I will see that and make your life miserable
I am not going to allow your dirty looks
For I will poke your eyes out
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I am not going to feel bad by anything you say
For you are too easy to squash
I am not going to let it slide
For you need to learn a lesson
I am not going to seek revenge
For you have caused your own inner turmoil
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...