Playstation 4
I put my son over my knee and his butt sure is sore.
I spanked him good when he bought a Playstation 4.
I had good reason to smack his plump rump hard.
He bought the Playstation after he stole my credit card
Now he's crying like a baby, he thinks what I did was rash.
He didn't mind the spanking but he's mad because I threw the Playstation 4 in the trash.
He scratched the game console with a knife so that the store wouldn't give my money back.
I'm out over four hundred dollars but at least his ass is red from being smacked.
(This is a fictional poem but the Playstation 4 is being released today.)
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