at all! I might bear
a semblance around the oval
face and slanted eyes and bulbous
nose. And even if I've the curve of her hips,

bowlegs and painted red toes, and circle belly
that wiggles as I walk like jelly. And I might
scream and lose it once in a while I do not fit
her profile. And even if we measure the same

feet tall, and have the same chestnut, wavy hair
don't you dare say we're the same at all! If I'm
a jaded **** I'm not at all like that old ****. And if
we’ve lived in the same house for some of my years,

let me make this clear I'm not a bit like her. I'll not
deter from this I say, not now or another day. And
even if I've her DNA and her genes I'll tell you plain
as I've all others I'm not my mother.