At times, because I get quite bored,
I like to bug my brother, Gord.
I know that once I get him mad,
the boredom’s gone which makes me glad.
When Gord is mad, he’ll often chase
me round the yard — it’s quite a race.
I’ll scream insults and so will he
which adds excitement as I flee.
My heart will pound and I’ll run fast,
but all this fun’s too good to last.
Soon Mom gets mad and makes us quit
cause if we don’t, she throws a fit.
She’ll send us to our separate rooms
or give us extra chores with brooms.
But right now Gord is chasing me
cause Mom is gone til half past three!