Off to the Island We Go...
To the island I would take my little sister Gabby…
Who we nicknamed “The Wabby”….
It doesn’t take awhile….
For her to flash a silly smile….
If she didn’t come I would miss…
My one and only little sis…
She would be happy…
Even if the island was crappy…
On the island I would act like a clown…
So she would never frown…
Even though I am the oldest boy….
She brings the family the best joy!!!
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