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Jul 27, 2009
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Screamers
The most appalling thing to see
According to the likes of me
Is when abroad upon the street
A child that screams and stamps its feet
And parents who then try to quell
The ravings of the child from Hell
They attempt, in their entreaty
To appease, with toy and sweety, or
Promises of things to come
A brand new bike from dad and mum
So, parents do not plead or beg
Just slap the buggers round the leg
© John W Fenn 27-07-2009
— shazbat, Jul 27, 2009
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Critiques
t. reflexion
16 years 10 months ago
Spoilt children?
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
Thanks for the comments,
infinite_dwarf
16 years 10 months ago
John
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
Lifes a bitch aint it,
Janice Pearce
16 years 10 months ago
Screamers
shazbat
16 years 10 months ago
It always amazes me how many