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These are my big girl pants

by Angie Jenkins

You don’t need to protect me
I’m a big girl now
See my big girl pants?
I don’t need you to hold my hand
Or make sure I’m alright
I’ll fight the monsters in my closet
And solve my own bad dreams
Before you wake up
I don’t need a sucker for my boo-boos
And I’ll make my own damn chicken noodle soup
If I’m feeling sick
But if you’re looking for something to do
I would suggest washing your mouth out with soap
Getting off the pity-potty
And joining the rest of the grown-ups
Instead of treating me like the child.


Author's Note: Inspired by Ingrid Michaelson's "Overboard"

Posted on 05/06/2010
Copyright © 2023 Angie Jenkins

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/06/10 at 10:15 PM

...angie, this is a topper. and we[boys]are always looking for pants, but not big girl ones of which you speak...i love it. sorta: so there! good write.

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 05/06/10 at 10:24 PM

only the strong survive baby...otssb. independence is sexy. well done mate!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/07/10 at 03:20 PM

Nicely done.

Posted by Jody Pratt on 09/26/12 at 05:00 AM

Yes, I see your big girl pants. Very admirable.

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