Brother

You say these things,
to get me in trouble,
But it's not true at all,
so don't burst my bubble.
Your a spoiled rotten brat,
You always got what you wanted,
I just gave up on that,
I was teased and taunted.
I had to work for what I got,
You got it for free,
You cry when your hungry,
Dude! your thirteen!
Your immature and rude,
You've been babied all of your life,
You'll be pretty lucky,
If you ever get a wife!
Your have your own life,
so stop ruining mine,
Cause I've got my boyfriend now,
And I'm doing just fine!

by Kna Tac

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Nice poem....funny....