
a poem in Hortense's POV
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 263 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-21-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8241548
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My Brother, The Miser (by Hortense McDuck)
Back when we were all at home
None of could have ever known
What he would turn out to be
Our poor big brother Scroogey
He was so nice and caring back then
He was such a sweetie way back when
He wasn't greedy or money grubbing
And it was not money, but family he was loving
But when he left home, he started to change
Scroogey began to start living up to his name
He started to get money and he only wanted more
He wanted to be rich and only laughed at the poor
He'd do anything to get more ching
Because he loved that more than anything
He'd leave his family out in the cold
And I'm his sister, so I should know
How hard it is to see him like this
It makes you really start to miss
The days when he wasn't a tycoon
Because now he's turning into such a loon
Money comes first to our brother now
Many people would wonder how
he got rewarded with so much luck
but sadly he's a completely cold hearted duck
Our brother is now beyond all hope
But we don't even have to cope
Because it cut deep like a knife
When he pushed us out of his life
So here's to Scroogey, our big brother
Who is definitely not like any other
I used to always look up to the lad
But now all I can do is pray for the cad
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