Like leopards with different spots
We are not the same; all different bruises
But is one in the same lots
One stood higher than the rest
One is cuter than the face
One is looking from down being tested
while One is lashing out her sass
The favored one is a sweet little girl
Innocent, pure, so sincere
Five of them are gamers; living in a whirl
But also hard workers; living without fear
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