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