Our brother has
claws and teeth.
But never does he look
at us as a feast.
So cuddly and soft he's our
blanket to sleep.
When walking around the lake
he purrs in delight.
For he is our brother from a
distant cousin,
that's what our mother says.
But to us he's our best-est friend.
He purrs in his sleep, we quack when
we have bad dreams.
But together were brothers, no matter
our looks, we are family always.
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
Our brother has
claws and teeth.
But never does he look
at us as a feast.
So cuddly and soft he's our
blanket to sleep.
When walking around the lake
he purrs in delight.
For he is our brother from a
distant cousin,
that's what our mother says.
But to us he's our best-est friend.
He purrs in his sleep, we quack when
we have bad dreams.
But together were brothers, no matter
our looks, we are family always.
