Saturday 7 April 2012

Extra poem...

Brother

He calls me names, he winds me up,
I cast my eyes to heaven,
embarrassing me hasn't stopped
(although I'm thirty seven!)
He found ways to scare me,
while I was reading books,
he says I got the character,
he got amazing looks!
He laughs at my hairstyles,
he mocks me to my face,
I'm glad he's got a lovely wife
to put him in his place!
He is caring and supportive
though I sometimes want to shove 'im,
I'll keep the wind- up bro I've got,
just because I love 'im!

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