My poem No. 3 - Naughty Little Sis'

What I've learnt all these years,
Is to close both your ears
When you hear her slowly starting
Her ear-piercing, noisy screaming.

She says she wants this, and sometimes even that,
This and That, This and That, says this tiny little brat
She shouts for a small doll,
She screams for a big ball

Oh! Those tiny, painful hands
That don't stop like few bands.
Hitting, slapping, punching,
Pulling, scratching, pinching.

But do you know, even after all this,
After all my fights with sis',
I love her much, more than much
And I think she does love me as much

And so we will, we surely will,
Continue our fights with size lil'
Our love, our kindness and our care;
Our relationship - that we'll always bear.

Important Note: This poem is NOT about my little sister, it's just a poem that I made for fun and all the naughtiness in this poem was added for the beauty of it.
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