My baby brother Petey
is from another planet.
If you don’t believe me
you can ask my cousin Janet.

Last Sunday’s Easter dinner
withour great-Grandma June
he omitted a smell so foul
it completely cleared the room.

He doesn’t have any teeth.
His skin is so white it glows.
He is wrinkled from his neck
down to his tiny toes.

He possesses powers of mind control
that only work on mother.
No matter how much he poops, pees, and leaks
she asks, “How cute is your little brother?”

Sometimes an unknown goo
forms in the corner of his eyes.
He spits, and snots, and pukes,
and wakes up screaming in the night.

His eating habits are horrible.
Even the dog is appalled.
pureed carrots in Petey’s hair,
and split peas on the wall.

I must have been immune before
to little Petey’s charms.
Till he started crying,
And I held him in my arms.

He looked at me lovingly
laughing like a clown.
The little alien grew on me.
I cannot put him down.

My baby brother Petey,
was created in outer space.
So I thank the heavens every day,
and kiss his angel face.