poems

My New Baby Brother

©Andrés Díaz Marrero

My new baby brother
Is skinny like a twig,
Wrinkled and teeny-weeny
He is napping in his crib.
I don't think he is smart enough!
Because he pee in the bed
And poo in the crib
And cannot even wash himself.
He is a little tiny boy
He doesn't talk!
He just hiccups and sleeps
And cries a lot.
But I love him all the same.
He is my little brother!
I hope he grows up fast.
I certainly need a friend!

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