Wee Willie Winkie-nfc
Wee Willie Winkie is a wayward child who's run amok.
He goes galivanting through town with his friend, Chuck
Sneaking out through the window almost every night
He's the leader of a local gang that rumbles for a fight
Willie's not the studious kind. He's flunking out of school
Skipping class, hiding out in the john, thinking he's cool
Chasing cats with baseball bats; that little dude is rude
He's more than a wee bit nasty and needs a new attitude
His poor mother doesn't know what to do with the boy
She sent him to stay with his dad, somewhere in Illinois
But he wound up in juvi and his dad wouldn't bail him out
All he wanted to give Willie was a fist packed with clout
The cops picked him up for threatening puppies with a stick
Willie laughed when his mother cried. Man, that kid is sick.
Someone suggested she should just put him up for adoption
But she just shook her head and said, "That's not an option!"
He spent a week grounded and said it was like school detention
What he needs is a kick in the butt as a means of intervention
Willie was warned that if he got into trouble one more time
He'd never have recess again, taken away would be his playtime
For a child who's eight years old, he never does what he's told
Ignores adult supervision and yells, "I will not be controlled!"
What does the future hold for delinquent, Wee Willie Winkie
Nothing good, that's for sure if he continues to be so stinky
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