And make fun of you for not being brave
And to be annoying when your rope is short
And to kick you out of your pillow fort
But maybe they aren't all so bad
Even when they make you really mad
They are there to hold your broken heart
To help you piece it back together and start
Over again, at square one
To hold the light when there is no sun
They're usually there whenever they're needed
And sometimes, you're the one needed
It's a mutual relationship, sustained by blood
But don't forget the bond of love
Though brothers and sisters don't always get along
When one is weak, the other is strong.
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