poem

My Older Batty Sister Betty


My older sister Betty
Yes, she’s terribly annoying at times.

On some days she’s feeling moody and trashes my homework
Lands me in a lot of trouble.
Daft girl, she then calls me, for not doing it all again.
Enraged, I do feel when she does that.
Rats that she gets to tease me!

But do I love her?
And yes, I do.
Tends to hug me when I feel down,
Teaches me how to do difficult homework.
Yes, I do love Betty a lot!

She brought me up when I was young.
Identity card theft she helped me with.
Then she taught me how to speak,
E-a-r, ear.
R-u-n, run.

Back when I was young, she fed me with a spoon.
Eaten all down my dress, she cleaned me up.
Taking showers, she helped me with
To tell you the truth,
Yes, I do love my batty older sister, Betty!