The Boy’s friend Jack, wouldn’t stop dropping trash Whether dawdling or in a dreadful dash, Over this habit, the friends would clash. Our Boy kept asking […]
His hair grew longer, with each passing day. His mother insisted he have it cut, straight away. She dragged him screaming, along the street, He dreading, […]
From dawn to dusk, his voice could be heard. The shrillness frightened even the birds. Everyone told him to speak more quietly, He ignored their request, […]