by G E Barr

Created on: June 01, 2010

I was there to fend for her

When the schizophrenic went wild

Throwing angry arms

I was there to watch her play

Softball with the children

She passed out one day

I was there to keep the schizophrenic

From killing her

That's what sister's are for

Mine was once a tiny beautiful goblin

With wisps of white hair

Her name rhymed with mine

She called herself DeenieNockabar

I don't know why

She's making a killing in insurance

Now

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