You set me free
By giving me restrictions
So I can break them
With even more conviction!
I love your rules
They give me hurdles
So I can run and jump and leap
At inappropriate interjections
And drive you crazy!
And made you mad!
It gives me joy I would never have had
Without your rules what would I do?
I would be crying
I would be blue
By Namalee Bolle, 2010
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