PAD, Day 23 - quit what you're doing
Quit Touching Me!
I love my little brother
He takes all my abuse.
I love him like no other
All teasing I unloose.
"Stop staring at me!" he complains.
"I'm not," in my defense.
He turns and sticks his tongue out,
And is caught, no recompense.
I copy everything he does
And every word he utters.
When he's had enough of it
"I'm dumb," is what he mutters.
The toughest torture he's put through
Is when my finger hovers.
"I'm not touching you," I smile and tease.
He's the best of little brothers.