MY SIS

She likes a lot of things,

I don't know why,

She troubles me ,

Like a bee buzzing by,

She likes to pinch,

Like a crab's claw,

She makes a lot of noise,

Like the bird's chirping by,

She likes to dance,

So gracefully like a

hummingbird,

She likes to learn french,

By the bench,

She strolls in the garden ,

Like a warden,

She has a big i.q,

But she does not like haiku,

But alas she is my sister,

And I love her 3000.