<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=564787" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My brother Part -II(Read my brother Part-I frst)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After I returned from the nursing home, <br>My Bumped head looked like a dome..<br>My Brother not giving me a moment of peace, <br>Started jumping around me like a tease, <br>How I wished I could beat him then! <br>But then I remembered my previous happenings again, <br>The moment I recovered fully, <br>My brother pinched me and called me a bully! <br>Suddenly, a plan struck my head! <br>'Will you play with me? ' to my brother I said<br>My Brother in reply said'Great! '<br>And was not a bit afraid! <br>As he didn't know what I was going to do with him, <br>He was completely unaware, as to me it seemed.<br>Then our Great Playing started, <br>My Brother always dodged me and darted, <br>Winning the game everytime, <br>Then I thought of doing my crime! <br>My plan was to hold him by his knee<br>And tickle him till he cried, you see, <br>But with my blasted luck! <br>I was the Sitting duck, <br>'cause soon my brother heart his nose<br>And I was full of remose<br>I never wanted gom to hurt that way, <br>But my mom didn't listen to what I had to say, <br>She thought that I was taking revenge, <br>And scolded me like a savage, <br>So you now see what kind of a boy my brother is, <br>So my request Is stay away from him please!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Baidurya+Mukherjee">Baidurya Mukherjee</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=564787" data-title="My brother Part -II(Read my brother Part-I frst) de Baidurya Mukherjee" data-description="After I returned from the nursing home, My Bumped head looked like a dome.. My Brother not giving me a moment of peace, Started jumping around me like a tease, How I wished I could beat him then! But then I remembered my previous happenings ag..."></div> </div> </div>

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