Sly Saffron

When this cunning baby came into existence

It was a moment of glory

It felt different to have a sister

But it was the beginning of a great story

She was so smal we thought she was fake

But she was real and destructive,so my toys were at stake

She stole the spotlight

And pushed us away from the limelight

She knows the difference between real and toy phones

She kicks and destroys everything,making homegrown cyclones

You've gotta admit she is cute

And also has a queen-like attitude

Scolds us if we say no

In fake crying and acting she's a pro

In standing up she never frowns

But she is completely against lying down

Wheels on the bus and old macdonald,she loves those rhymes

For her listening to kill dil and lovely are good times

She has stranger anxiety

About books,she likes to read a variety

I love to see her smile

But when she cries,her tears make another River Nile

She stares at the fan when in the dark

She surpasses all other babies at the park

Can you guess who is this one

Yup,it's Saffron