A Tale of Two Brothers
MGoReadership, I’m a long time reader, and first time poster. Inspired by the team this year, and in the middle of two Brit. Lit. classes, I thought to put my inspiration to verse:
A Tale of Two Brothers
Two brothers, Rich and Mark, their relationship quite stark
Had eyes for the same girl, the fairest in the world
They each set out to woo, for this girl would not have two
Each brother with a plan, to become this lady’s man
One, with adolescent smirk, approached her like a jerk
He raised his hands upright, and questioned there her height
The other would the Victor’s sing, and could quote the Lion King
Mark offered state-wide renown, and a clock counting down
Over Rich’s first year of dismay, Mark thought he could play
He thought to have Rich floored, with his smug billboard
Mark seemed to grow nearer, but Rich was academically superior
Rich rebounded from toil, and sold her some snake oil
The oil did she taste, and to Rich she made haste
Promising to be, his date on October three
In Spartan Stadium blazing, midst cows in pastures grazing
Danced Rich with she, her name was victory
He asked her, “Why me and not the other?”
She answered, “I always choose the older brother.”
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