I see my brother’s whining

About a series of events

That happens nearly every day

I offer my defense

The idiot just fools around

When Mommy tries to feed

He has absolutely no regard

For my culinary need

And as far as going walking

He a really is a joke

He’s so scared of everything

That that his collar makes him choke

Shopping carts and Skateboards

, Strollers on the trail

 Bicycles and Joggers

Make his courage fail

The stupid list goes on and on

And there’s more I want to say

He tears out mommy’s armpit

When he tries to runs away

And I’m the one who has to bark

When pit bulls cross our path

Chicken little doesn’t have stones

To face their fighting wrath

I guess it’s really not his fault

The vet took them away

But I don’t think it matters

His prime is past its day

I’ve heard a dog named Rufuz

Has a plot but I can’t wait

All I can say is bring it on

Pete would only eat the bait