Mad

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!

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