My sister

Tessa Ellen what can I say,

You're the kind of sister 

who would blow out the candles 

On my birthday

You're the kind of sister

That would fart in the car

Or take a mediocre joke

Just a bit too far

But enough with the chaste

You can be kinda rad-

Like nailing the comebacks

When Dad's being Dad

Like watching Rage with me

'til all hours of the night

Or making me think that

My cooking's outta sight

You've taught me a lot

More than I'd like to admit

Love you forever

But remember your collection of snot?

My sister- 5/5 (anything less and I'd be in trouble) 

xx