The very funny wishful thinking of an abused younger brother waiting to get even ""when I'm six."" ""A dog will follow me home, and she'll beg for me and roll over and lick my face. If Anthony tries to pet her, she'll give him a bite."" Best of all, ""I'll be able to tell left and right, but Anthony will be all mixed up. I'll be able to tell time, but Anthony will be all mixed up. I'll be able to tell my street and my city and sometimes my zip code, but Anthony will be all mixed up. If he ever gets lost, I guess I'll have to go find him."" Now--""Anthony is chasing me out of the playroom. He says I stink. He says he is going to clobber me. I have to run now, but. . . when I'm six, I'll fix Anthony."" Arnold Lobel's ferocious small fry make it all great sport.