Shakira Hendricks

Naughty Bobby Biscuit - Poem by Shakira Hendricks

There was a little boy whose name was Bobby, poor Bobby Biscuit couldn’t help it but he was oh so naughty,
He tried very, very hard to be as good as he should, but everybody knew that he never, never would,
He salted poor defenceless slugs; he broke his fathers’ favourite mugs,
He would scratch in his nose at the most inappropriate times, though I must admit these are not major crimes,
He would fart and burp in anybodys' house, it did not matter whose and he even put mice in his beloved mothers’ shoes,
His mother and father could no more and they locked him in the basement under the ground floor,
This did not bother little Bobby Biscuit much so he took some mud which on the basement walls he smudged,
I know this sounds naughty and he really was, so his parents decided to put him in obedience class,
The teacher really tried but she had no more words when Bobby Biscuit threw stones at little birds,
He was kicked out of class and asked not to return when he finally broke the teachers’ favourite fern,
His poor parents’ were at a loss because he paid no attention even when they became cross,
His parents finally decided to send him to boarding school but Bobby Biscuit started crying because he was no fool,
A boarding school he did not want to go to, especially not one in Timbuktu,
Being naughty was fun, yes indeed, but Bobby Biscuit thought “Where would this all lead? , ”
Was it worth not seeing his parents for weeks on end, and not being able to play with any of his friends? ,
Then he began to do something everybody thought he never, never would, he actually started being very, very good,
He picked flowers for his mother and fixed his fathers’ mugs, and he no longer salted poor defenceless slugs,
So before being naughty just think of Bobby Biscuit who changed his ways and now he realises being good actually pays

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 3, 2010

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