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OH FAVORITE SISTER#2

OH, FAVORITE SISTER NUMBER 2

This little ditty is just for you.
I know don't call you sh-t head to
My phrase, see how much I care.
I'm trying to be nice, now that's fair.
It is nice to get you wound up.
I pretend I don't hear, then interrupt
What a lucky sister to grow up with me
I was such a treat that is what I see.
OH, FAVORITE SISTER NUMBER 2
You call yourself a genius.
Are you really that serious?
Your genius brain because I taught you.
Such a nice guy I am for what I do.
What a treat watching you grow old
A little Shakey old lady that wonders around.
Most of the time you trip and hit the ground.
Opps ! wrong sister I am thinking about.
I think you are going to give me a shout.
I will be good I won't call you sh-t head.
But my favorite name instead
OH, FAVORITE SISTER NUMBER 2



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