The bully and the berk,
A nasty piece of work,
And a comical rendition;
Both cunning and conniving,
the art of answer avoiding,
Is there uttermost forte;
To howls of contempt,
And scowls of discontent,
On who should take the blame;
Playground squabbles,
and kindergarten chuckles,
does impropriety, know no bounds;
Invitations to their brethren,
are only for grown up children,
who love to gorge on expenses.
It's not the place for a mouse,
In fact it's not a normal house,
It's more like a nest ofvipers;
And if you'd like to look inside,
Just turn the Camera on,
And watch the Milly band.
© 2015
Brian J. Stafford
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