My Brother

Oh my brother he is fun
He really likes to play out in the sun
My brother is my mother’s son
And he really really likes to run

My brother’s hair is brown
He never likes to lie around
He always is jumping up and down
He really is quite the clown

My brother he is only three
He calls his soda tea
And oh he is so carefree
His favorite word is Yippee!

My brother loves to sing
He will sing almost anything
His favorite thing in our yard is the swing
In his playhouse he is king

My brother he likes to throw
Balls up high balls down low
He loves to say hello
But now I gotta go

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