you sit just there
in your black leather chair
i laugh cynically; a poet
and i don't even know it
you're somewhat fazed. i smirk.
what sort of shrink are you?

you open your mouth
'who are you today?'

i'm jenna, rock chica
baroness of bohemian boho and belly rings
sassy lean curves in a short short skirt
striped tights are so next season

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