My Brother Jeremy

Jeremy is the oldest son

And I’m the other one

We share a small room

With a big bed

Jeremy could be number one

In anything he tries

You know, he’s so smart

But he doesn’t care

Jeremy is such a funny guy

He tells me all his jokes

And I laugh so hard

It makes him laugh too

Jeremy let’s me drive his car

I get to hold the wheel

On the highway

On the way home from school

The other day he walked by

With all his stupid friends

And he pretended

He didn’t see me

As I called “Jeremy”

So we don’t really talk much anymore.