I think of you, I think of you.
Rat-like with your back against the wall
Cornered by my questions,
Still refusing to concede.
You are wrong and I am right.
I am right and you are wrong.
And if you should happen to disagree,
Formulate a sound argument if you can.
When you are left with “You can’t make me,
I don’t wanna cos I don’t like it”,
Who’s the adult and who the child?
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