Freddy Poucher

I heard of Freddy Poucher
When I was just a kid
Although I never met him
I knew everything he did

Freddy Poucher was the boy
That everybody knew
And everything that Freddy did
You did not want to do

He was the boy who went to swim
When lunch was done at camp
Because he didn’t wait long enough
He got a stomach cramp

He was the boy who ran with sticks
A thing you should  not try
He tripped and fell and gave a yell
And almost lost his eye

He was the boy that played with fire
Behind the football stand
He did learn that matches burn
And almost lost his hand

He was the boy that climbed the tree
Down at the apple farm
The branch was old and didn't hold
He almost broke his arm

He was the boy who stood on chairs
Which never would be fine
The old chair toppled over
And he almost broke his spine

So if you want to do something
That maybe isn’t smart
Remember Freddy Poucher
And you’ll save a body part
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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