Attitude
Float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
I have made my way
On an early Sunday morn
Everyone’s heart broken and torn
Weighing in at 1.9 pounds
A little under a foot
All in wonder, spell-bound
Caught the eyes of many
Fists clinched in rage
Attitude
Eleven inches of cocky power
Ready for the world
Filled with dynamite
If you want a piece of me
Meet Mema,
Or tangle with Papa too
They will make you
Black and blue
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