My day started with Diva
Yeah, she's only 8
Told her to get dressed or we would be late
"What should I wear?"
I said to look nice
Your brand new skirt
the one I put away twice
"I cannot find it!"
She said, with a head shake and whine
I'm losing my patience with this child of mine
She comes down the stairs
with the skirt in plain sight
Why is life with Diva always a fight?
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