I think my brother is a pig.
He charges around,
Getting himself dirty.
If he’s bored,
He eats all the snacks
And he doesn’t mind
If it’s the last lollies there.
But he does play with me sometimes
And he’s normally okay,
Still, no matter what anyone says,
I still think he’s a pig.
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
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