My dear big brother, I love you,
I lit'rally look up to you.
I touch your face to show my love
When up your nose my fingers shove.
Because your nose is warm and nice
It does my curiosity entice.
You pull away; I think it's fun.
And so you hit me 'cause you're done.
But still I think you're pretty great,
That's why your boogers I just ate.
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