(This is a fictional poem)
I bought my rotten stepson a Nintendo Wii.
But then the jerk also wanted me to buy him a Playstation 3.
I told him that money doesn't grow on trees.
When I didn't buy it, he decided to do something bad to me.
He broke all of my records and he smashed my big screen TV.
That pissed me off so I returned his Nintendo Wii.
He's bawling his eyes out, it's a sight that you should see.
I told him if he breaks anything else, I'll put him over my knee.
Copyright © randy johnson | Year Posted 2006
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