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My Sister Alexis


I have this sister names Alexis, She is only 8. And when she's not being annoying, She can be really great. She makes me play Barbies, Pet Shop, and baby And sometimes when I refuse she really hates me. She'll kick and scream and tantrum galore And the way she punches makes me really sore. And when it comes to food that she doesn't like, She can really put up a fight. And when I try to settle her down, she beats me so bad I'm kicked out of town; I fly up to the moon and to Neptune, And when I came back, I felt a crack. But when she's not being really mean and lean like a big evil fighting machine, She can really catch my heart and so that we'll never part.
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