In a city of brotherly love I may live near,

Does not make me any more of my brother revered,

On the street he does put my **it,

As under the boardwalk I do of my butt split…J

 

I make more money than he,

He only works for free,

When he does cluck everyone can see,

What a funny looking duck he does certainly be…J

 

He does in his costume ask for help,

His therapist does for payment yelp,

He knows he is not always now a duck,

Better watch out cause sometimes he does think himself,

A big, noisy, self-propelled TRUCK,

Now doesn’t that just suck…? J

© ed ~ 9/13/06