The Brat’s
Mummies cherished little darlings
Or Daddies handsome little chaps
But in every truth and honesty
Is nothing less than little brats
Screaming winging little toe-rags
Who grab everything they see
Bulling other little kids with impunity
But these mums and dads are blinked
And point-blank refuse to see
That they’re little darling angels
Is the new menace to society?
Greedy selfish little tykes
With manners worse than pigs
These little Britons of future years
So glad it’s not my kid!
Peter Wicks
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