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Sisterly Love


I've Gone Through Life Without A Mister.

It Turned Out Fine, I Have A Sister.

 

We Talk And Laugh For Hours On  End.

She Will Forever Be My Very Best Friend.

 

I Taught Her Everything Since She Was Three.

Now That Were Old, She Teaches Me.

 

I Love Everything About Her,

She's As Sweet As Can Be.

 

She Admires My Spirit,

And That I'm Wild And Free.

 

I'm Glad She's My Sister

And Not My Brother!

 

We're Like Two Bookends,

We Need Each Other!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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