I cleaned up the living room, while she swept the floor.
When we were done, we did nothing more.
I sat on the couch, as she did too,
Everyone in the house had nothing else to do.
I sat back to relax, she copied the move,
From that point on, I had something to prove.
I looked at the ground, then at her.
She looked at the ground, then at me.
My dad thought we were being silly.
I spread out my arm, then spread my fingers.
She did the same, so we just lingered.
She never did this, ever before.
Was it because shes becoming bored?
She thought it was stupid to copy someone else, I thought she was wrong, but that stayed to myself.
I got real suspicious of what exactly she's proving, so I put down my arm and said, "What are you doing?"
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