The Story of Pickle's Parties
One day, his mother said, "Wayne dear,I must go out and leave you here.
But mind now, Wayne, what I say,
Please be good while I'm away.
The dread Pickle's parties comes
To little boys that upset their mums.
And before they know what he's about
He takes his box of magic tricks
And entertains his little prey
Until they'd wish he'd go away.
But Mum had scarcely turn'd her back,
When Wayne had given his sister crack!
The door flew open, in he ran,
The fearsome, Pickles, parties man,
He caught our naughty little Wayne,
And smashed him in his Xbox,Oh! what pain
Bish! Bosh! Bash! Went the evil so and so;
And Wayne cried out - Oh! Ah! Oh!
Bosh! Bash! Bish! He goes so fast;
That his head was soon stuck up his ass.
There stood poor Wayne feeling blue,
His head stuck so he can't poo;-
"Ah!" said his Mam "I knew he'd come
and put your head up your bum."
Apologies to Heinrich Hoffmann
