Brothers are troublesome beings
Big or small
Older or younger
They are still annoying
Whine, cry, tattle tale, hit, bite
Steal, fart, burp, pretend to puke
(Shall I go on?)
But in the end, brothers are very protective
They love us sisters or brothers, wichever they have or both
They show us their love in different ways
I love my brother
I just don't like admitting it
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