(And by "little" I mean at least 6 inches taller than I am.)
I feel that this occasion requires a special some'n some'n. More specifically, an Ode.
Now, without further ado. Ahem.
ODE TO MY B-ROTHER
Andrew, oh Andrew, with skin so fair
You have forest green eyes and dark fluffy hair
Nearly twenty years has brought you from this
(i know this is an older picture but it's all i could find. work with me)
I must say, to know you is absolute bliss.
Your teeth are so white, shiny, and pearly
And above all else you hate to wake early.
I'm sure you could wrestle an alligator
And have I yet mentioned your razor-sharp wit?
You're funny and clever and socially "it."
Your collection of Oakleys would put me to shame
Because my $5 sunglasses have a broken frame.
If you think I'm struggling for rhymes, it's not true
But the time has come to bid you adieu.
It's been fun, it's been real, it's been one-of-a-kind
In the lines at Disneyworld, we have some good times
For never has such awful poetry been produced.
To sum it all up I suppose I'll just say
Andrew, you rock! Now have a nice day.
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