Brazeau McBrazeau

There once was a little boy called Brazeau

He was silly and bratty and poopy-doopy-doo

Everybody thought he was a snot

But Brazeau McBrazeau did not

He would go crying to mama at night

After all the other little boys teased him

“Mamaaaaa, they are so mean to me” he cried.

“Don’t worry and whine, Mr. Poo-poo” Mama replied.

“I shall kick their asses for you”.

So the next day, all of the little boys

Had a nice shoeprint on their trousers

And so the story ends here,

With a Brazeau boy who whined and lived

 

Reviews

[The Tao of Bri]

LMAO!! this was funny!