POKE

I have a little sister.
She's really fun to poke.
You might think that I'm kidding,
But this is not a joke.

Her skin is smooth and silky,
She's squishier than dough,
I doubt I'll stop my poking,
Despite my Mommy's no's. 

I try to save my pokes,
For when my sister naps.
The poking is much easier,
Without her flailing slaps.

I really love my sister,
Despite the poke attacks.
I'll enjoy her squishy goodness,
Till the day that she pokes back!