Author Abram Bunn Ross When my brother Tommy Sleeps in bed with me, He doubles up And makes himself exactly like a V And 'cause the bed is not so wide, A part of him is on my side Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.4 (17 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments