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My brother
Have i forgotten my brother? He has gone where i could not follow.in the cold earth.where he would wish he would come back but could not.in those cold brown hills. Have i forgotten my brother? Who was stabbed and sent in the grave.where anyone would not want to be.forgive, if i have forgotten my brother
Chwayita Betshe
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I Have A Brother I'll Always Love
I have a brother Ill always cherish
Because someday he will perish
Hopefully his soul flings upward to the sky
And his heart grows wings, and begins to fly
Sometimes I cry
When I sit and wonder why
Why I treat him the way I do
My love for my brother is true
My brother has done so many things for me
But I have done nothing for he
He feels trapped but shall soon be free
He shall go and leave me
Alone in this bad world to be
Abdul Malik Habibalah Wajid Hunter
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little brother
my brother can be annoying, everything
i do he want to do it too
it's hard to have a little brother who
wants to be like you
he follows me round the house
and wants the play pretend
' I'm too big for that, ' i say
but i will always be your friend
'Go away and play' I have
important things to do
then before i knew it, my
little brother grew
I remember so many great time we
share and wish that we had more
creating wonderful memories that will
withstand time, that's what family are for! !
Kayleigh Tongue
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Big Brothers
Big brothers can be mean
Big brothers can be nasty
Big brothers can be annoying
Whenever they are seen
They skit people and fight
And play footy and all night
Then never gets things right
In the summer they eat ice-scream
But in sports they dont work as a team
In the winter they throw snow balls
And always laugh when someone falls
Football begins people start biting
Starting arguments and then shouting
Leading to disagreements and then fighting
And Im always sitting there shaking my head doubting
Jennifer Maliya
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