please,
don't argue with me anymore,
don't point out
my many faults,
that there's spinach in my
teeth.
don't tell me what to do,
or say, or how to act.
don't tell me that the house
is too cold,
that the bed is unmade.
don't tell me how to chew
my food.
give me a break.
i need more fun and i see
that it's no longer possible
with you.
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