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Sister George


Sister George is very weird

She has a giant beard

When she watches me in my sleep

I think of her hairy feet

My dreams are really deep

She hits me and says she's elite

She eats my hair and slaps my cheeks

She makes everyone feel very weak

She hit mother in the chest

Now she hides and so do the rest

Sister George was very fun

Now she got shot and now she is done

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