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Go to your room you naughty child
I’ll come to see you in a while
Think about what you have done
And you’ll see why you have no fun

Your sister’s nose is black and blue 
Think about your choice of hue
You have it coming to you my son
And you’ll not be the only one

Here I come with book in hand
Here son come here and stand
You have no idea what is to come
And at the end you’ll be quite undone

See here this page on the right 
It has given me a little fright
For in it is a picture of you
With you face all black and blue

Don’t cry my son, it’s not that bad
Even though it makes me so very sad
For I see that you are torn up inside 
And in this place you’ll not abide

Read the caption that has no joy  
Why is it speaking to you my boy?
You’ll have to turn away from wrath
And take the pain from the sibling’s path

Only on this condition must you dwell
Before your visage begins to swell
And take in your arms your sister now
And to her you will scrape and bow

You will serve for quite a while
And do it while you’re a still a child
In this lies your saving grace 
If you try to save your sister’s face.

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