A Bouquet
Yes!!! So we will
Throw care away,
If for no other reason than that 'twill
Delight our brother.
We'll gaily 'mooch' along in tram and train,
And ever one of us will look in vain
For weary laborers of brawn or brain.
There will not be
Papers to go around. Oh yes, you'll see!...
Husbands will hurry home as if for life
Gladly to read to each delighted wife
The little things
That C.J.D. so humorously sings
All discord and all gloom we'll strive to smother,
Rejoicing that we have so bright a brother.
- Bung
To which we reply:-
Spurred by such praise we shall endeavour
To some day write a thing that's really clever
But, at the same time, don't forget my brother,
Even a scribe grows dull some time or other
And if, at times, this column waxes dreary
Please realise that we, sometimes, grow weary.
Even old Homer nods, they say
We're in a rather nodding mood today.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Blood That Binds...
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When our boys come home in triumph, brother,
With the laurels they shall gain;
When we go to give them welcome, brother,
We shall look for you in vain.
We shall wait for your returning, brother,
Though we know it cannot be;
For your comrades left you sleeping, brother,
Underneath a southern tree.
Sleeping to waken
In this weary world no more;
Sleeping for your true-lov'd country, brother,
Sleeping for the flag you bore.
You were the first on duty, brother,
When "to arms" your leader cried--
You have left the ranks forever, brother,
You have laid your armies aside.
From the awful scenes of battle, brother,
You were set forever free,
When your comrades left you sleeping, brother,
Underneath that southern tree.
You have cross'd the clouded river, brother,
To the mansions of the best,
"When the wicked cease from troubling," brother,
"And the weary are at rest."
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But the tears flow fast and free,
When we think of you sleeping, brother,
Underneath a southern tree.
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Brother To Brother Hymn
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Where was my brother
Where was my brother when I needed him there?
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But now at some bad times it’s him I don’t see.
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If You're Gonna Straighten Up (Brother Now's The Time)
Whew.
Well, She's getting tired of your running around
Out every night trying to paint the town
She's growing weary of your childish games
She's getting fed up with the whole dang thing.
You better listen to me when I talk
That little lady's 'bout to up and walk.
And if she leaves you, boy you'll lose your mind
So if you're gonna straighten up,
Brother now's the time.
Well, She's been calling on my telephone
I've got a shoulder she's been crying on
You'd see the ending if you'd only look
Your baby doll's about to close the book.
You keep neglecting what you've got at home
The way she looks she won't be lonely long.
I know she loves you but she's tired of lies
So if you're gonna straighten up,
Brother now's the time.
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She ought to have the lovin' she requires
You can keep her if you only try
But better hurry 'fore she says goodbye.
The kind of love that gives a girl a thrill
If you don't give it there are those who will
There's lots of men who'd love to have a shot
At having something you've already got.
You best be careful what you throw away
It just might haunt you 'til your dying day.
What's the matter with you boy, your blind?
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Brother now's the time.
If you're gonna straighten up,
Brother now's the time...
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My brother, his own father.
I have a brother,
When he was young, He was carefree,
I have a brother,
All grown up now, no more not free
I have a brother,
Who struggles to survive
I have a brother, at times be vain
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Out every night trying to paint the town
She's growing weary of your childish games
She's getting fed up with the dang thing
You better listen to me when I talk
That little lady's 'bout to up and walk
And if she leaves you,boy you'll lose your mind
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I've got a shoulder she's been crying on
You'd see the ending if you'd only look
Your baby doll's about to close the book
You keep neglecting what you've got at home
The way she looks she won't be lonely long
I know she loves you but she's tired of lies
So if you're gonna straighten up,brother now's the time
A woman has her needs and her desires
She ought to have the lovin' she requires
You can keep her if you only try
But better hurry 'fore she says goodbye
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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
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my brother is far away
i'm sad when i think of him.
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I'm tired, I'm tired of life, brother!
Of all that meets my eye;
And my weary spirit fain would pass
To worlds beyond the sky.
For there is naught on earth, brother,
For which I'd wish to live;
Not all the glittering gauds of wealth
One hour of peace can give.
I'm weary,--sick at heart, brother,
Of heartless pomp and show!
And ever comes some cloud to dim
The little joy I know.
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When I viewed it through the rainbow mists
Of childhood's rosy dawn.
I would not pain your heart, brother--
I know you love me well;
And that love is laid upon my soul,
E'en as a holy spell.
But I'm weary of this world, brother,
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And my spirit fluttereth to be free,
To mount the upper air!
I know not of the world, brother,
To which I wish to go;
And perhaps my soul may there awake
To know a deeper woe!
They say the pure of earth, brother,
Find there undying bliss;
While all the wicked ones are cast
Into a dark abyss!
I look upon the stars, brother,
That gem the vault of blue;
And when they tell me 'God is love,'
I feel it must be true;
For I see on all around, brother,
The impress of a hand
That blendeth and uniteth all
In one harmonious band.
I am that which I am, brother,
As the Creator made;
To _Him_, all-holy and all-pure,
No fault can e'er be laid.
He knows my weakness well, brother,
And I can trust his love
To bear me safe through Jordan's stream
To brighter worlds above.
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My little brother
I love my little brother…
I love my little brother,
He's my eye lids,
however there's one thing I don't like
Is when my brother has a cry!
He gives me a big bright smile
when he see me after a long time
my little brother loves me too!
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Cause I'll protect you each day
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However I always care for you,
No doubt, I will never admit it
Becoz Something I don't want to show up
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Big Brother
Big Brother your sometimes a pain,
Big Brother you've seen more than i have.
Big Brother we sometimes fight.
Big Brother you've always we're there for me,
Big Brother you've protected me,
Even though sometimes you hate to admit it.
Big Brother you helped me learn some things,
Big Brother you made a path for me in this world.
And i thank you.
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I thank you.
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Ashley Hall
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Brother and Only Brother
Do you know
Brother and only brother
The best of friends
And the worst of enemies
I know it better
After father and mother
There is no other
Who care and bother
About your worry
And help you in hurry
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Far more better
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My Young Brothers
young brother young brother i see we are close to cross that mountain, no matter your age orgin or color i consider you my young brothers, giving, the time...
young brother young brother as generation evaluation, we all need a helping hand, can we see to have peace, i know im just of coming, but seeing this horror made me write for kin,
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my brother oh brother! ! !
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A Brother Like Him
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My brother? ?
a big brother
is a guy i love to be around
he is a very close friend i found
a big brother
is a guy who always seems
to care and is always there
a big brother
is a guy that i can look up to
because he always knows what to do
a big brother
is a guy i want to see
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that guy i talk about
is not my big brother
he is just a brother
i wish i had
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For Bill - My Brother
Who was aged five when I was born
My brother
Who hid my toys and broke my dolls
My brother
Who avoided his sister at school all day
My brother
Who tolerated my teenage years
My brother
Who as an adult became a friend
My brother
Who mellowed with each passing year
My brother
Who supported my desire to immigrate
My brother
Who was there when others weren't
My brother
Who buried our parents while I was gone
My brother
Who cherished every visit I made
My brother
Who had his ticket to visit me here
My brother
Who unexpectedly died this year
My brother
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