I have a sister,
she's a bit older then me.
We live in a cottage,
just big enough for three.
My mother works,
there's no news there.
Always, sis and me
are in each others hair.
When I sit down
behind the computer screen,
my sister starts squealing,
like a drama queen.
She needs the time
for work from school,
smirking when mom
orders me up from the stool.
I hate her falsity,
pretending to be busy.
I know what she's doing,
acting like a hussy.
When the phone rings,
she screams "Thats for me!!"
So again I'm stuck
on the couch watching TV.
One day though,
I will have it all to myself.
SheŽll be no more then
a picture on the shelf.
She is getting married next year,
finally leaving.
ThereŽd be no loss for me,
nope, no grieving.
I act quite perky,
show all that I am glad,
yet secretly I know,
I would miss what we had.
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