identity

Came guns blazing

Easy going, filled with mirth

But being toppled over wasn’t on her agenda

Little did they know that little Bo Peep was standing her ground

This was her turf

Her mind was all rapid fire

She came guns blazing

Her wit was sharp

Her facts straight

Her inner core strong

She would prevail

She would hold true to herself

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