TattletaleA Poem by William DonovanMy oldest sister was my nemesis. She ratted me out every chance she had. A freckled tattletale who wouldn't rest until I was grounded for life. She ended up a lovely adult and a loving sister.
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Added on January 18, 2020 Last Updated on January 18, 2020 AuthorWilliam DonovanCharlotte, NCAboutI'm a quilt sewn from small pieces of myself that each of you has touched. more..Writing
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