My Big Bubba

by angelbabygirl   Feb 17, 2007


My brother is twice my size
He loves to pick on me
And when I was younger
I would get so mad at him
But now I miss my Big Bubba
He moved out on his own
And barely comes by
But when he does
I pick on him
Cause I miss him picking on me
My Big Bubba will always be
My Big Bubba!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Chelsea

    Thanks so much for the comment. I love this poem. Ya i know people throw there lives away so quickly and it makes me so sad. but ya you are an amazing writer
    xx.chelsea.xx