Thursday, November 5, 2009

My Brother


He's the man to whom any brother would look up to

Takes care of the bully's whenever you need him

Lets you hang out with him even if his friends say I'm cu-cu

Long talks of gaseous walks and belching contest till 3

The one who was there when I was torn

The one who will sing you to sleep and count your sheep all the way to morn

And he's the one who explains to mom all that we've done and why our clothes are torn

We're older now and more farther apart than we've ever knew

So lets raise a toast to the brother I admire the most
With sun-drop in hand

Joey, you are that man that any brother would look up to... and I'm glad you don't have any other brothers

1 Comments:

Blogger John said...

Good, good stuff! Keep on writing. You have the gift.

November 12, 2009 at 10:08 AM  

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