MaurasLostAgain

There are two sides to every story,
but as usual
Mom believes Jill’s version
over mine.

She has her chores,
but mine are worse
and when she whines
I’m forced to go with her.

How should I feel?
I have to go with her
while my friends are playing
catch in the park.

We reach the top
and she hands me the pail.
This is so unfair–
She never does anything!

I know Mom has said
I shouldn’t hit girls
but Jill doesn’t act like a girl
so I pinch her arm.

Without a second thought
Jill puts both hands
around my shoulders
and pushes me down the hill.

But wait–
if I come home with bumps and bruises
and her without a scratch?
Mom will suspect
foul play at work
so Jill came tumbling after.

{M. Mays}