The Horror

THE HORROR

Up comes Mum
With six year old son
Looking for some Jeans
?9-99? That's o.k.
Well within my means

Will he try on? Will he heck!
She turns to him to say
Do it dear for Mummy
He turns and runs away

Come back she cries
You naughty boy.
We'll try later on
When I've bought him a toy.

You grit you teeth
Pretend to grin
But really you feel like
Doing him in.

Back she comes
Once again
The little darling
Is clutching a train.

Is this the colour
You really really like?
If you try on for Mummy
I'll buy you a bike.

I think about the future
What will he be like?
He'll be the local layabout
Complete with motorbike.

1998 I L DIXON (c)