In the tub I feel you rub
Your hand against my tummy
Just to show her, you go lower
And make me feel quite crummy.
And you drag that soapy rag
Between my legs so sweet.
Kiss me hear and make me sear
Faster my heart beats
I feel sad, is it bad
That this is from my brother?
He leans in near, says in my ear
"Just don't tell our mother."
Eyes of gray look in dismay
As I learn the meaning of shame.
Just one poke and a couple of strokes
There in the water, I came.
Sitting in a stew with hair of blue,
I think I might feel sick.
Brother of mine hears me whine
Says, "Now you give me a lick."
With a sigh, I comply
And open up my mouth
It goes in, oh what a sin
My hands wander south
Enjoying this, nothing but bliss
Registers in my mind
Brother sneers and I fear
My body they won't find.
Fingers coil and blood boils
When his hands clutch my throat
Through my wheezing he won't stop squeezing
Eventually, I croak.
In the bath I felt your wrath.
You dunk me under the sea.
Won't mom be mad when she see's you glad
That you did this to me.