This fellow who follows
This odd little gent
Just gets on my tail
And never relents
This fellow who follows
The path of my shoes
With a single ambition
To do what I do
This fellow who follows
He just wants to play
It’s always his fate
To get in the way
This fellow who follows
Is my little brother
An object more precious
Than any other
This fellow who follows
My feet to and fro
Has taught me to scruple
And watch where I go
by Richard W. Bray
Annie’s destructful brother
Is a boogerypoopish mess.
Others have botherly brothers,
But Willie’s a vexsome pest.
Annie’s funtastic birthday
Was a jubilatious delight
Till Willie stealthed into her bedroom
Beneath the dimful light.
When the girls were finally sleepish
They detectified Willie’s disguise.
He was costumated in undies.
The girls were were horrorized.
Annie was fully rageistic.
Screamfully, she cried:
“Abandonate this monster.
He must be porchified.”
Her parents wisefully noted
That though they were temptified,
They’d be keeping her boisterly brother.
Annie felt beastish inside.
Richard W. Bray
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