The Vicious Woman Is My Big Sister
I know a vicious woman she’s my big sister.
She always gets words tied up with her tongue twister.
She pretends to be a good listener.
But, you’ll soon find out she’s not a welcomed visitor.
Anything she can find out about you.
She’ll use it against you.
She pretends to be all high and mighty.
But, you’ll see how flighty.
So, you better not tell her anything.
She talks about everyone behind their backs.
While walking, squeezing in her tight slacks,
She’ll pretend to be your friend.
You’ll soon feel condemned.
You were tricked by the vicious woman.
She sits on her couch staring at herself with her hand mirror.
She can’t see anything clearer.
She constantly loads her eyes with eye-makeup.
You’ll soon see, you can’t see pass the mascara.
She constantly lines her lying lips.
Eating fattening cakes that widen her hips,
She doesn’t get off the couch.
Screaming at everyone else to do the chores,
You can hear the kids quickly running out the doors.
No one wants to be around the vicious woman.
She’s my big sister.
She’s meaner than a junkyard dog wearing lipstick.
She’s a back stabber.
That loves to gabber.
She can’t be trusted.
She’s the vicious woman that’s my sister.
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