I am not naughty I swear

I had an argument with my sister
She is sixteen and I am ten
She wishes I am not her sister
She says, “I would rather be a sibling to an hen”

I don't know, there is nothing wrong with me
But there must be something wrong with her
Because I am very good girl
And I am not naughty I swear

She can't stop complaining
About me being so bad
The worst thing is that
She is going to tell our dad

And she is going to tell mum
And our brother too
I hope no one is going to believe her
Anyway what can I do?

So it is better for her to stop arguing
And be nice and kind
I will forget about everything
And leave the past behind

O well I am human, and of course I argue
But my love for her is not involved
She is safely covert with love in my heart
And forever our arguments will be solved.

M.Reka 2006