He is a beer drinker
But he has the noblest profession
I wonder how would that become;
I can’t figure I can make a writing
That could describe him thoroughly.

It is almost always
That I would pass by his side
When he is in a deep slumber
And pick on his nose.
No intention but to disturb him.

I am but an ‘alaskadora’
As my father would call me.
That’s why always in search
For troubles and arguments
But no further when I get irritated.

He is my defender
And somehow my enemy;
I punch him always
But to no avail, I can’t overpower him
And am still far from hurting him.

He sometimes shouts at me.
And I to him.
Things like these-such are memorable
As I’d like to think
That it wont perish at some time.

In our sofa we usually sit
Arguing on what TV channel, we would watch
He would grab for the remote
And hit me once
With grin on his face, I yell for pain.

Not yet satisfied
He would grab my legs
And pull it with force.
As I would kick his face, and turn off the TV
With a devilish smile, I run for my life.

I would sometimes peep on his drawer
And look for his wallet
Even before he knew it, I would take a smaller bill
Then after the act, ask for permission
He has no choice but say yes.

Now he is near to getting older
Near to being a bachelor.
Oh my poor yet handsome brother!
Today is your birthday.
No more wish for you
But more beers to drink!



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Just some non-sense lines ‘coz today is my kuya’s birthday. My gosh he’s too old to be single now….heheheh. Anyway, I have no more wish for him but more beers to drink. Mahilig kasi uminom eh, sana di lang malasing ng sobra…..hehehe.
Babskie-babs as what I call him coz he’s like a ‘baboy’ or ‘tabatsoy’ due to being fat but now he’s no more like a ‘baboy’.
Grabe kami nun minsan, may bugbugan, suntukan, sipaan, hampasan at iba pang kabrutalan......lol. Brutal ba, pero syempre lambingan lang yun at harutan. Parang mga bata, eh ang tatanda na pala...hehehe.