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pride and joy

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I guess I should have worried

When you used to chop up worms

But I was your loving mother

So I wasn’t too concerned.

Maybe it was a bad sign

When you set fire to your bed

But I was just so doting

“Oh dear” was all I said.

And on the occasion

You hacked off your sister’s plaits

I must have been on your side so

We’ll draw a veil o'er that.

The kitten in the microwave

Was not your finest hour

But at least I saved poor pussy

By turning off the power.

And when you poisoned grandma

I didn’t know what to say

But the mean old biddy had only given

You a fiver for your birthday!

When you slashed the tyres

Of your English teacher’s car,

Well, I didn’t like him either

So to me you were a star!

Then you ate the hamster

‘Tween two thick slices of bread

After I put you on a diet

(but you were hungry, so you said!)

You pulled the wings off butterflies –

I think most small boys do –

But now you’re going into politics

Well, I’m not going to vote for you!!!

 

 

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John Coopey

Wed 26th Oct 2011 12:55

Very enjoyable, Foxy.
On the serious side, is there anything our kids could do which would stop us loving them? stealing, killing? Probably not. The one thing that occurs to me is Breaking Trust.

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 26th Oct 2011 02:09

I think Tom Lehrer would approve! Are you by any chance related? :-)

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Tue 25th Oct 2011 22:01

I agree with Lynne's comment xx

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Tue 25th Oct 2011 21:38

Ahhh Mr Bastard I presume?

Ha...I think he is already there Ann!..fun verse.. :)x

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Lynn Dye

Tue 25th Oct 2011 19:47

Hilarious, Ann! Excellent flow, and gave me a good laugh. xx

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