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We always fight.
We’re never nice.
Mum always shouts at us,
But I s’pose she’s right.
We could be friends,
But it never ends,
Shouting,
Screaming,
Down the stairs.
My sister says we sound like bears.
I can’t replace him,
But that’s just fine,
Because he’s my brother,
And Jake is mine!
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