Treasure Island

LADii3 T Hinojosa

(12/23 / BX)

Learn About the Little Boy Who Thinks He's Grown


My brother is like any other
Sits at home watches T.V.
Likes to go outside but can never defeat
He's charming but mean
When comes to messing with me
And doesn't really care about school
He's bad in school
He curses at the teacher even at the students
Doesn't give a damn of who got excuses
His name is Joshua
And has a brother who is only 2 years of age
But the funny thing is they argue everyday
My brother is gready he likes to eat
He'll eat my plate of food his plate of food and even yours
That's Joshua with 4 years of age

Submitted: Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Edited: Sunday, February 20, 2011
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