Gransel
and Hetal a troublesome pair
Antisocial
with malicious flair
Bunked off
school hid in the wood
With no
intention of being good
.
Breaking
branches ring barking trees
Vandalism
with perfect ease
Then sweet
sounds they were hearing
From a
gingerbread house in a clearing
.
At the
forest edge they sat
When
Gransel said “I’ll ‘ave some a that”
Greedy
eyes and his tummy did rub
They had
missed their breakfast club
.
Too busy
eating the delicious walls
They
failed to hear creeping foot falls
Of a
wicked witch with evil intention
Now
employed for truant prevention
.
What a
pair of thugs I've got
She said
putting them in the pot
With Ear
of bat and eye of newt
She’d
cook up something cute
.
Stirring
slowly spells incantation
With a
twist of imagination
A puff of
smoke before you know
They were
sent to school at Harrow
.
What of
these thugs were they improved?
In the
upper circles they now moved
Not a bit
they are having fun
In the
stock exchange where real crimes done
Loved it! :)
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