Told my sister to get a hobby
She got some wood, went into carving
With a cutter and chair, she sat right there
And she whiled the time away
Got addicted to the roleplays
Always looking for some new plays
Didn't like how she's always on her phone
Made her quill paper and she got in the zone
She didn't quite get it so she made it her way
She stacked em all up, like 3d Minecraft play
And she painted them in colorful hues
And the whole time she was amused
She's the type you take advantage of
Very gullible, it's criminal
Then there's my cousin who's always scared
Put them together, what a pair...
She's always down for some good times
She's a tsundere but I guess that's fine
Always shouting, always loud and
Looking for chances to get buzzed, no!
She doesn't like whatever she has
Always envy what she don't have
Maybe when she can try to be real
Work on herself so that she can be healed
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