My Brother Zen Poem by Phil Soar

My Brother Zen



My brother's name was Zen
He always had a plan
And plotted his way from one job to another
But my sister, Rosalee
Just wouldn't let him be
And made him watch a programme named Big Brother

Thursday, May 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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