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  85.     

My Brother.

My brother's so sweet
in time's of need.

my brother's so responsible
he taught me a lot of things.

my brother's so funny
we even teared from laughing.

my brother's so fierce
don't mess with him when hes angry.

my brother fell in love
and he's very very happy.

my brother made up his mind
and had a nice sweet family.

my brother is far away
i'm sad when i think of him.

but the most I love about
my brother hes always there for me
when I need him the most.
 
amber day

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  86.     

Ode To The

How blest, how firm the Statesman stands,
(Him no low intrigue shall move),
Circled by faithful kindred bands,
And propp'd by fond fraternal love.


When his speeches hobble vilely,
What! "Hear him" burst from brother Hiley,
When the faltering periods lag,
Hark to the cheers of brother Bragge.


When the faltering periods lag,
Or his yawning audience flag,
When his speeches hobble vilely,
Or the House receives him drily,
Cheer, O! cheer him brother Bragge!
Cheer, O! cheer him brother Hiley!


Each a gentleman at large,
Lodg'd and fed at public charge.
Paying (with a grace to charm ye)
This the fleet, and that the army.


Brother Bragge and brother Hiley,
Cheer him! when he speaks so vilely,
Cheer him! when his audience flag,
Brother Hiley, brother Bragge.
 
George Canning

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  87.     

Jerusalem Is My Brother

Jerusalem is my brother
That I am very proud to have
Shallon shallon shallon
Jerusalem is my brother
Sometimes I borrow some clothes and shoes from my brother to wear
When I am tired of my own style and he doesn't mind because I borrow my Clothes and shoes for him to wear in return
So we ar e both doing a favor for each other
Shallon shallon shallon
Jerusalem is my brother
And I couldn't ask for a brother better than Jerusalem
Shallon Shallon Shallon
Jerusalem is my brother
And we are swimming in the Red Sea
Today but the good thing is that we will not sink in the Red Sea
Shallon Shallon Shallon
Jerusalem is my brother that I love very much
Shallon Shallon Shallon
Jerusalem is my brother
And he is the leader in everything we do togeher
And I am the follower
 
Aldo Kraas

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  88.     

This Isnt A Poem, But A True Story

t he screams echoed down the hall way. my parents fought all the time.

i couldnt do anything but take my little brother (5) , sister (3) outside to play. I was only 6 at the time. They didnt understand but i didnt like them to hear it.

It became more and more violent, my mother never was home, she was out gambling all our rent money, and my father didnt no how to look after us. My brother and sister cried for my mother everynight, i told them it was ok and they eventually fall asleep.

After a couple of weeks, my mother returned, she had bruises and marks all over her body, she was skinnier than ever and she looked like she was on drugs. I had a close look at her and she was pregnant. dad was in shock, but let her in, even though dad had a girlfriend.

Life was the same, the fighting, no money, no nothing, just us children hearing the worst, eventually one day i heard mum scream louder than usual, i walked in the room too see my dad holding her off the ground against the wall, ready to punch her. i said, ' dad what are you doing? ' he turned around and dropped mum and came over to me, with tears in his eyes he cuddled me.

Dad left that night, and thats when things got worse.

Mum had the baby, she was really good with him, but i had to look after my other brother and sister.

The house was a pigsty, there was no food, our clothes werent washed, i was ment to be going to school by now, but i didnt i stayed home and helped out around the house and looked after everyone.

mum became really sick when i turned 9, and at this stage i was enrolled to go to school next year. This was the hardest time, my father had gone, my nan and pop were on holidays for a year and my mum was sick. I took care of the kids the following year, this time i did everything. i even walked down the street to get food or go to vinnies and ask for food vouchers. Mum used to hit me if i didnt do anything so i guess i had to. When i turned 11, I was no at school, but i became very run down and anorexic.

I had mi-graines all the time and i couldnt work because my bones where so tiny. Lucky i got better only for my family (siblings) although I was in hospital for 6 mnths and after that, my brothers and sisters where gone.

My brother was in foster care, my sister was with my nan and i was with my mum and baby brother. i went back to school after all this happened, and became the A+ grader student, and was very smart for my age.

When i turned 12, everything changed.

My mother came up to me and had a talk about all that had happened, she told me about the drugs, the man, and she was so lucky to have me help her, she then said we will go live with nan and pop. Dad came back, and we saw him every weekend, my brother and sisters where so happy and back with mum and me.

In the end, my mum picked up her act and did what a mother should do.

My brothers and sisters are older now, and they still dont no much about it, but ill tell them one day, when im ready.
 
Ashlee Cornell

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