Father's, Mother's, Sis? That's it. Brother's Day!
Why wouldn't there be such a lovely thing?
To celebrate what we shared, we can play.
Look, here are some things in recall I sing.
Hand-me-down blue jeans that never did fit;
my clean car coat borrowed now dirty back;
the fire cracker you handed me lit;
my underwear you pulled up my young crack!
Movies you took me but didn't wait up.
The brush offs made that you were much older,
like you were The Bro and I a lost pup.
With your friends to me you were way colder.
Now bygones are bygones--I these forgives,
to give you this Day and send such missives.
