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My sister and me

Melissa is her name

It means honey bee in Greek

Sweet she can be

But a big bee that stings

Usually to me when I bother her

Though it’s less and less in the years

Now she’s a sweet honey bee

I’m a bear

Big and hairy

Tall as I can be

She’s a bee

Sweet and funny

We’re inspirable you see

I miss her sometimes when’s away

Studying how to be an independent bee

I’m here in my little cave waiting for my honey bee

 
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