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Monkey Poem
Monkey, monkey on that tree
How many people have you seen?
One carrying food perhaps
Possibly me
Could be.
April
One of the best days, happened on April 11th, 1976. My baby brother was born. My hope was that one day this little baby would grow up and we would be the best of friends. The kind that make it through thick and thin. He was seven years younger than me. I just knew he would always look up to me and love me.
It has been 21 years since we last spoke. Often times I remember back to when me and him were kids and we played with actions figures and pretended to have a restaurant, which included a whole et of play utensils and dishes. We also had a play cash register with coins and fake bills. It was so fun playing when we were small. How did it all go so wrong?
The last time I saw him, I was in my car. I yelled out to him as I saw him crossing the road going into a store. I even stopped at the sidewalk. He saw me, looked into my window and turned back around and walked away. He did not want anything to do with me. That was one of the worst days for me. I knew then he did not want to have anything to do with me.
So each April, my thoughts go towards him and what was and what could of been.
Mwsr ❤
Brick
Of course this song hit my head when I saw the word, BRICK. Ha ha
Lyrics below!
Uh
Um-um-um
Ow she’s a brick house
She’s mighty mighty just lettin’ it all hang out
Ow she’s a brick house
Like lady stacked that’s a fact ain’t holding nothing back
Ow she’s a brick house
Well we’re together everybody knows this is how the story goes
She knows she got everything that a woman needs to get a man yeah-yeah
How can she lose with the stuff she use?
36-24-36 ow what a winning hand
‘Cause she’s a brick house
Read more: Commodores – Brick House Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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