Sister, Sister Poem by John Koehler

Sister, Sister



Sister, Sister magical Mister
I'm not playin' no games
Sister, sister too bad you missed her
Because when the hammer comes down
So will you

Almost everything you touch turns to gold
So, why do you play with fire
You're bent and twisted and water resistant
If you don't watch your back you're going to drown

With your back up against the wall
You think you're walking tall
But, don't forget those little regrets
That sneak in and steals your soul
From then on in you're on your own

Sister, Sister don't play those games
Mister, Mister you've gotta change

(Guitar Solo)

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