siblings of mine
they all are in mood
like they feast food
sometimes they are rude
beating you by a dude
they are not real cool
you are cleaning there room you are fool
do not think of given prize
they are not giving you suprise
how lame you took
i also take book
just don,t say them gross
because they will make you froze
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