They looked just like each other.
But Len always had to out do
Ben, his older bother.
So..
When Ben smiled,
Then Len beamed.
When Ben cried,
Then Len screamed.
When Ben spoke,
His brother sang.
Ben grew a tooth,
Len grew a fang.
When Ben scribbled,
Then Len drew.
When Ben crawled,
Then Len flew!
And then...
... there came the fateful Day
When young Ben sneezed, A-CHOOO!
And little Len took in deep breaths
So he could sneeze one too.
But this would be no normal sneeze,
Len knew, it must be loaded.
He drew in air said ‘A.. A.. A...’
Then BANG poor Len exploded!
Poem ©2015 George Kirk
Illustration © 2015 Candy Gourlay