Bad Kids
Little Joyce Ann and her friend Glenn
decided to play a trick one day
They took a rope and each grabbed an end,
then laid it across the alleyway
They hid in the bushes on each side
and waited for just the right time
One on the left and one on the right
waiting patiently for him to come by
Then came Little Johnny on his bike,
riding without a care
Right on time they snatched the rope tight
and flipped Little Johnny up in the air
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