My mom got me a butler
To help out with the chores.
I have him fold my laundry
Then place them in my drawers.
He puts away my toys.
He brings me all my snacks.
But I’m sure his training
Was a little lax.
When he makes my bed,
The pillow’s near my feet.
If he sweeps the floor
The right side’s incomplete.
He never clears the dishes
Without dropping some.
I even caught him dusting
While trying to suck his thumb.
I told my mom, “He’s lazy!
I want to have another.”
But we have to keep him
Because he is my brother.
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