Temper, Temper

By: Jessica R Vance

Rating: PG for mild swearing.

Summary: Cassidy ponders her short temper... another Neoshippy poem.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything. I'm not that rich.

*Temper, Temper*

I know I've got a temper.
I also know that's bad.
I know it doesn't take much
To get me really mad.

I can really be a bitch
But then I'm really nice
How can I be both a
And then a block of ice?

My heart has always been
Hidden from the outside.
But now I've got a feeling
That's just too hard to hide.

I've known him since forever
(And I think his voice is fine).
But how could a sweet guy like him
Love someone with a temper like mine?