Such a familiar face, the woman shopping in the store.
I remembered her, that little girl who once lived next door.
Long ago rivals, I watched her naively bend down toward the floor.
I smiled, inspired, I took her cart and ran for the door.
Little rotten Ronnie chanced to be mean just once more.
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