Only the Wicked do the Beasties Eat

watch your children

Little browns don’t make a sound

They prick our skin to make us frown

Yellow-greens hip hop around

They make our bellies jump up and down

But beastie reds crawl in our heads

While sleeping soundly on our beds

They eat and feast, devour whole

A little pocket within our soul

 

Oh daddy mommy what should I do

Don’t let the beasties eat me too

I’ll say my prayers and do my chores

Please protect me from there festered jaws

I’ll take a bath, clean beneath my ears

Don’t let them prey upon my fears

I’ll go to school and study hard

Keep them forever out my bed and yard

 

Misunderstood from children so

Only the wounded do we go

We hunt and feast of those our kind

Whose souls are twisted by Mankind

So tell your mommy and daddy too

To tell the truth about what we do

Fore if they don’t they’ll feel our wrath

And then you’ll need to take that bath

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So tell your mommy and daddy too
To tell the truth about what we do
Fore if they don't they'll feel our wrath
And then you'll need to take that bath

WOW! So true to word you are here.
If you can't teach your children
let the children teach you.

Sometimes we need to listen to
the children more they seem to
understand a few things us adults over look.

Like this and found a lesson in this