Coppers think they're brilliant - they plod across your floor - investigating this and that - and spouting bit of law
Mothers can be wonderful - when dealing with an itch - but mine is just a headcase - the stupid ugly b**ch!
One after another - my family ran me down - they called me nasty sounding names - and ripped my dressing gown
With no support forthcoming - I thought what I could do - with sticks and some elastic bands - and a big pile of pooh
My father's voice got louder - just swearing all the time - I couldn't help but notice - his teeth are not like mine
Whenever I get thrown out - especially from a tree - I always nip back later - and cover them in weeeeee
It's not nice being picked on - it makes me feel quite sad - I think I'll stamp my feet a bit - then I won't hurt my Dad
My Father's quite old fashioned - Victorian in views - he thinks 'Jack the Ripper ' - is all the latest news
Now sometimes I use humour - to very great effect - but sometimes folk get angry - and want to break my neck
I find it difficult to talk - when someone shouts alot - I want to get a bicycle - and park it in their slot!
Old Englishe is a lovely tongue - it's full of 'thus' & 'thither' - but when my father uses it - I start to quake & quiver
Death is really bad news - and banishment is Hell - and when I checked my underwear - I found an awful smell
Coppers think they're brilliant - they plod across your floor - investigating this and that - and spouting bit of law 
Mothers can be wonderful - when dealing with an itch - but mine is just a headcase - the stupid ugly b**ch!
One after another - my family ran me down - they called me nasty sounding names - and ripped my dressing gown
With no support forthcoming - I thought what I could do - with sticks and some elastic bands - and a big pile of pooh
My father's voice got louder - just swearing all the time - I couldn't help but notice - his teeth are not like mine
Whenever I get thrown out - especially from a tree - I always nip back later - and cover them in weeeeee
It's not nice being picked on - it makes me feel quite sad - I think I'll stamp my feet a bit - then I won't hurt my Dad
My Father's quite old fashioned - Victorian in views - he thinks 'Jack the Ripper ' - is all the latest news
Now sometimes I use humour - to very great effect - but sometimes folk get angry - and want to break my neck
I find it difficult to talk - when someone shouts alot - I want to get a bicycle - and park it in their slot! 
Old Englishe is a lovely tongue - it's full of 'thus' & 'thither' - but when my father uses it - I start to quake & quiver
Death is really bad news - and banishment is Hell - and when I checked my underwear - I found an awful smell
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