Sister
I have a sister.
Who moves like a twister.
I was raised in her palms.
And she made me ever so calm.
She might be a little harsh.
But she always save me from evil's marsh.
A little bit taller than me.
But she is down to earth as a human can be.
She might have pimples on her face.
But she looks like a doll wrapped up in lace.
She is so scared of lizards.
But she herself is hazardous.
She is so much funny.
And as cute as a bunny.
Oh! I can't live without her.
Without her my life would be all curled.
She just simply lights up my world.
Oh! I love my sister.
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