MY LITTLE BROTHER HAS CANCER

I was going to the hospital with bro the other week and on the radio came that song of the hollies..He Aint Heavy Hes My Brother, and it brought a little lump to my throat and I found myself singing the words to myself in my head

The road is long
With many a takeaway
That leads bro to go, for some fries
and some pies,
And after that,
I wont be strong enough,
To carry him,
He’s a fat fooker…hes my brother

So on we go,
There is a subway on our left
He goes for a sub.
And a meal in a pub
For  I know
he will eat my leftovers….
He’s a fat fooker… hes my brother

If  I’m laden with bro,
Off to domino’s he’d go
And then for a big mac,
Filled with mayo and diet coke
And a large……..box of fries

It’s a long long road
With a kfc right at the end
A family bucket is there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me I only had a bit.
He’s a fat fooker….hes my brother


Hes my brother
Hes a fat fooker….hes my brother….