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My Two Little Sisters

My two little sisters,
Oh how I adore them.
Like the way they scream and fight,
And tear and ware.

My two little sisters,
They make me want to pull out my hair.
When they go into my room
And take my things,
And then deny it later.

When they lie,
And when they cry.

They drive me insane.
With their constant fighting,
And their non-stop groundings.
Man it would suck to be them.

But I just watch,
And as I sit back and laugh,
I have to feel bad,
Because the road they’re following,
They will never know,
What its like,
To live this life of freedom and love.
And know exactly where they are going.





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