By: Grace Liu

I have a little trouble

It follows me around

Everywhere it goes

It makes a great big rubble

Whenever it eats

It always makes a mess

Leaving sticky handprints

Around the house

It follows me

And copies me

Like a shadow of trouble

This little trouble

Is quite demanding

It loves attention

And it cries, screams, and burps

This little trouble is playful

And it talks, smiles, and giggles

Even though it is troublesome and messy

At the end of the day

This little trouble is still my brother