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The harsh rays of the sun
could not stop me from my fun
the lap of wave upon wave
as we play and misbehave
Teacher told me I'm worthless, then I believed herI was in AVID, but really I wasn't eagerTo be the student, so studious with his features Dropping out like loose change cause I don't need her
I've got a sister
Riley is her name
And I'm quite inclined
To think she's insane
She jumps on the couches
And sings in the rain
But I love her all the same
I've got a sister
