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I will leave your dinner plate on the floor.
And let it get moldy, to prove that you don't
rule me. I'm no slave to your tantrums.
I'll let the cockroaches come
and perform their nocturnal scavenge.
I'll collect the remnants and
throw them on your pillow.
(You're not the only one who can have a tantrum.)