Double Trouble!

A sibling rivalry!

                                                   

If you're expecting real poetry, this ain't it!

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No, you're not seeing double, my sister is Winifred.

with her own brand of wisdom, except she makes a ton of bread!

My name is Gertrude, and I've been called a b***h on wheels.

I won't let social grace stop me from telling you how I feel!

 

Some people say I look just like the Queen of England,

but it is she who looks like me--belittled, once again!

Winifred was always the lucky one, while I got the shaft!

She barley gets off her dead a*s to practice her craft.

 

Meanwhile, I have the same knowledge, but I don't get s**t,

no denaro comes my way, not a fricking bit!

Family gatherings for us are, shall we say, intense?

She calls me a pathetic loser, I call her dense.

 

We then try to stare the other into disgrace,

each with a death-stare etched upon our face!

Then we trade insults, and get down to brass tacks.

She spits on me, and I give her a good crack

 

upside the head, and if she was smart she'd stay down,

but, because she's not, she comes back around

for another helping of 'Whup-A*s Pie,"

served by me of course, to let her know I

 

am the smart one, not her, no way

is she the talented one, and anyone who says

she is can kiss my wrinkled a*s, twice!

See, I may not get paid like dear sister for advice,

 

but you're getting it anywhere within the sound of my voice,

and I can talk loud, so you don't have a choice!

 

 

Reviews

[Marie]

She sounds exactly like Winifred. A soul twin?

[Michael Stevens]

Yeah, the rotten apple doesn't fall far from the tree, huh?