wasn't a nice person.
she could be mean at times
if she didn't get her way,
or had to wait in a line,
or was jealous of someone
prettier and smarter
and richer than her.
she was
hell on the roads
when in traffic. she was
a snarky kind of Karen,
but when
it came to her pets she was
all lovely dovey.
and soft as a jelly donut.
nearly every
week she went
to the pet cemetery to visit
her dead dogs
and cats that she rescued
on their death beds.
sometimes i'd go with her,
and steady
her as she broke out
into trembling sobs
and tears, but she always
made a point to yell at
the grave diggers
before we left, telling them,
to turn off their
music and to not make
such a mess.
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