He's ten years older,
a lot taller than me.
And I love him more
than he loves me.
Mama says, "That's not true,
it's just his way."
But look what he did
to me .....today.
I say, "I wanna go."
He says "NO"
I stamp my foot
and head for the door.
He grabs the straps
of my overall,
hangs me on a hook
that's on the wall.
I scream 'n holler.
He don't care.
jus' laughs
and leaves me hangin' there.
Mama comes home
in a little while.
Shakes her head,
but I see her smile.
"Just remember dear,"
she says to me,
"He saved your life
when you were three.
He's a tease
and being a boy,
when you holler and cry
well, that's his joy.
Didn't he stop
that bully in the park,
who said, 'I'll get you
when it gets dark.'?"
Well, I been thinkin'
I guess it's okay,
but I'll get even
somehow
or other.
I don't care if he is
my brother.
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