REECE'S RASPBERRIES

I ate all the raspberries, and I blamed it on my niece,

She is only two years old, and they'll leave her be, in peace,

I don't want to get the nagging,

From my  brother, who was bragging,

He picked the berries; I said were ate by his daughter, Reece. 

NASAL HYGIENE AND WARFARE

The picking of the noses is a family tradition,

Most do it for the fun, others do it for the nutrition,

Dig for the boogers deep, deep, deep,

The ones you like, you get to keep,

The others you can use as personalized ammunition.

BILLY THE VOMITEER

Sammy chewed and chewed his food, and he chewed it very well,

Billy did not chew his food, and it made his tummy swell,

Soon the tummy gurgled nasty,

Billy had an up-chuck blasty,

Billy got to stay home from school, and that made Sammy yell.

I DON'T LIKE BEING GREASY LIKE GRACE

The butter spray exploded into my face,

Now I'm all greasy, like my kid sister, Grace,

She greased her hair,

And, eats like a bear,

I wish she would move out, and get her own place.

I BREAK FOR BROTHER BOOM

On the last day of February, I break,

From work, a personal day I will take,

I lite a firecracker for a boom,

Toss it near my brother's bedroom,

Sometimes he's mad, and gives my body ache.

UPON MY TOMATO FRUIT SHALL FEED

I have a little tomato plant that I grew from seed,

When my sister saw it she told mom I grew a weed,

Since my sister is a snoot,

She'll get no tomato fruit,

For only the nicest people upon my fruit shall feed.