Slam slam, lock lock
walls shake, house rocks.
Finally quiet, fight is done
tell me, who really won?
Chairs strewn everywhere,
avocado in my hair.
Voices shouting throwing slurs
how it started is a blur.
Silence, but the heavy kind.
no talking, can't rewind.
Take it back- no you first.
being home brings out the worst.
Children quarreling, but we're grown.
each man for his own.
Tensions thick, tempers high,
it must be them not I.
Takes two to start a fight
can't end it, I am right.
Will we ever let this go.
maybe someday, I don't know.
Shabbos over, must get out.
Leave or I might shout.
Why do I always return?
I guess I never learn.
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