My younger sister,
As beautiful as a rose,
I like her each and every pose,
She is as sweet as honey,
She loves to spend a lot of money,
On books, buns and chocolates,
And loves very much her classmates,
She is as cheerful as a cat,
And looks nice in a blue hat,
From tap to toe she is love,
I often call her my lovely dove
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