Yeah, Right

I’m short and cute,
And crazy, to boot.
They all love me,
When I make them hoot.
They call me devious,
And, oh, so hilarious.
But what happens,
When I’m serious?

My words don’t matter,
They kinda splatter.
They blow me off,
To the winds I scatter.
They take what I offer,
From out of my coffer,
But I’m too blunt,
They want me softer.

I must confess,
I give them less,
Because they think
I’m quite worthless.

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