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Big Brother


On December 2004 I became a big brother
Therefore, I had to start helping my mother.

Always changing diapers and making bottles,
It was crazy, making my head bobble.

The following year I had two
Having the smell of double the poo.


As they started school, I watched them grow
I am blessed to be their big bro.


As I'm heading off to college,
Little bros, now it's your turn to take out the garbage.

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