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For My Brother...


I had an operation,
For a tumour on my head,
I had to have my hair shaved off,
This is what me brother said:
'You look just like...
A bird that's in its plume!'
He's a cheeky thing, my brother,
So I chased him from the room!

When I came home from hospital,
T'was around the second week,
My brother was insistent...
And to shave his head did seek!
So I wont be conspicuous,
We two walked round the same,
I think he's great - he's my best mate,
And Berni is his name!

Now although the time has past,
And we've both a head of hair,
I'll always be sentimental,
For the way he shaved 'his' hair!
Not many would do that,
And I think that you'll agree?
So while I have the chance,
I'd like to say, 'thanks' from me!

He's A Brother In A Million!

And I'm So Glad He's Mine!

Now That's What I Call Support!!!

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