I always say sorry to my brother
But we love each other
When I say I'm gonna do something for my little brother
He thinks it's real, but it's actually a prank
And I put him in a tank
(What? A fish tank? Or an army tank? Puew!)
And I always say, "Put your armor on"
But my brother says, "No, I don't need it"
And I say, "Okay, the zombies will eat your brain,"
"And it might give you pain."
I don't know why
I don't like apple pie
But everyone else, except my little brother, likes it
I think it could have more flavor to it
And I don't like apple chunks