It’s My Way or the Highway
I’ve got a mind of my own. If I don’t feel like going for a walk
or to the nail salon for the umpteenth time, I’ve got sure-fire
tactics to ‘get what I want, when I want it!’
I make a scene – a really big fuss.
I do so loudly, and in public, preferably with women,
and children around.
I stop short, dig in my heels and don’t budge,
and top it off with the best (Oscar worthy)
fake coughing, choking and gagging in the business.
Point made, I put on my widest, toothiest smile
and sashay away whistling ‘I did it my way.’
The Roxie Wag 