He's a brute.
He looks like a monkey.
And smells like one too.
But most importantly he's my one of a kind brother who will be there till the end of time.
He may be anoying now but he'll change.
And when he does I'll be by his side untill the bitter and uncontrolable end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem