Brotherly Love
By William
It’s the little insults
that get me the most,
It’s the little insults
that my bro likes to boast.
He says it at any
point, at any place and at any time.
Its so dumb, that
I hade to put it in rhyme.
Is it the look of
my hair?
Is it the clothes
that I always wear?
He does it so
instantly, as if from thin air.
The words buzz around my head like a bunch of gnats,
I wish that they
were all eaten by a bunch of bats.
Isn’t it bad that
he just goes on and on?
Isn’t it sad that
my brother calls me a Klingon?
Its simply the
worst, but next time, I know,
When he does it
again this time… POW! K.O.
I'll let you decide which brother it's about.
