My Baby Brother’s Birthday

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My baby brother’s birthday
was a fabulous affair.
The birthday cake was in his lap.
The frosting in his hair.

He threw the ice cream at the walls;
it splattered on the rug.
And then he dumped his apple juice
in mommy’s coffee mug.

He tore the wrapping paper off
of all his brand new toys,
then pounded them to see which ones
would make the loudest noise.

We’ve never had a party that
was such fantastic fun.
I guess they’re simply better
when your brother’s turning one.

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