Family picnic

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the wind blowing through my hair 

Though I really couldn't care 

My brothers all around me 

All of them I see

I love them with all my heart 

though they really aren't that smart

Their laughter fills the air

Their laughing at my hair


Soon their throwing food 

I'm in a happy mood

So I soon join in the fun

I really don't want it to be done

But its time to head home

And as we're leaving my thoughts start to roam

Mom and dad will "love" this mess

Though I hope it doesn't cause lots of stress




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