snicker bicker snicker bicker

snicker bicker snicker bicker
thirteen is sure they are whispering about her
she feels it is gossip, and probably something mean

snicker bicker snicker bicker
fifteen neither notices or cares
he is exhausted, after staying up all night playing video games

snicker bicker snicker bicker
rude behavior at a funeral
a few evil looks are dashed their way

snicker bicker snicker bicker is all about herself
stirring up trouble is her mission because she is good at it
she keeps going strong
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