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Millie Brown was 12 years old.
Who didn’t like to do as she was told.
She didn’t eat her greens or even brush her hair,
As she’d spend all day sat in her gaming chair.

Oh how she loved video games – all she’d do is play
Every sort of video game every single day.
Not only did she play all day, she’d also play games at night
Hour after hour she played until the morning light.

Her brother played with his bogies, but to her that was not such fun
All Millie wanted to do was play her games until she had won.
She’d play online until she was the number 1; the absolute best
She had to make sure that she was better than all the rest.

Millie Brown was great at video games but not so hot in school
She proceeded to fall asleep in class - her mouth dripping full of drool.
“Millie Brown”, her teacher roared! “You’ve been yawning all morning”
Millie woke with a jolt to the sound of her teacher giving her this warning.
“I’m letting your parents know that you really need to go to bed
If you cannot stay awake in class then I’ll have to keep you back instead”.

It will be detention instead of games for you indeed Miss Millie Brown
Her teacher rambled on with his warning (his face wearing a frown) 
“Please Sir”, Millie Brown cried, “Please don’t tell my dad”
“He’ll take away my games and then I’ll be really sad”.

“I’ll change my ways and from now on and I’ll not be so silly,
I’ll only play a little and ensure I go to sleep” promised Millie
“I know what I need to do and I know it’s for the best
I’ll stay awake in class because I’ll have had plenty of rest”.

So Millie Brown now only played her games a little at a time
She did as she was told and she began to tow the line.
She ate her greens and even brushed her hair,
Because she wasn’t always playing games, sat in her gaming chair.
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