It’s not okay to take away
The toys from little kids.
They’ll whine all night
The little shits
[just twat them in the ribs]
They want the world
They want it now
How dare you question them?
Entitled little sacks of spunk
My throat fills up with phlegm.
Yes I’m a dad, I do love kids
Just not the ones round here
It could be worse I could have boys
Now there’s a thought I fear.
A monsters how I show myself
I’m really sweet you see
Just watch my face and if it frowns
It’s time for you to flee.
My little tome has run its course
I’ll sit and eat me cake.
And try not to imagine how
Their worthless lives i’de take
