What ever happened to the girl I knew?
To me, she has always,
Been true.

At times she shouts,
At other times,
She pouts.

This a not the girl that I married,
Her attitude,
Has varied

She goes from bad to worse,
It is almost like,
A curse.

But someday she will be back,
And then will be happy,.
In our little shack

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