He's annoying obnoxious,
Loud and shy,
Some love him some hate him
But he's my kind of guy,
With his shyness, his loudness,
His beautiful blue eyes,
He's oh so lovely,
Standing next to those other guys,
I gripe and I yell,
But I cant stay mad long,
When he makes me laugh,
And sticks out his tongue,
He comes to me
And talks so very sweet,
Then he makes me smile,
When he tries to look neat,
He loves to hug, loves to kiss,
He always says I Love You,
And says I was greatly missed,
He holds my hand
When we cross the street,
And crawls into my bed
When he has a bad dream,
Who is this handsome,
Charming young man?
He is my brother,
And I want no other.
Bronze trophy winner
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