this is a story.
you could say ryme
about the little sis
i call mine
she comes in out room
and nicks our toys.
she hasent worked out
there ment for boys.
she scratches.bites
hits and spits.
and kickes us boys
in our bits.
you wouldent think
shes only four
i need to lock our
bedroom door..
shes loud and fast
and screams so bad.
the next door naughbours
think were mad.
but even though
this all sounds sad.
she never really makes
us mad.
shes always busy as a bee
when i look at her i see me.