Parents Poem by Arabella Underwood

Adults, Adults,

How boring they are,

With their work all day,

Those poor people have no time to play,

But now they give us a bad influence for they,

Don't let you trip your brother with wire,

Nor allowing you giving strange people fliers,

And certainly not giving strange people fliers,

For the time is too valuable to waste,

And in a haste,

They make you do homework neat and correct,

But every time I complain they reject,

School is important I now know,

And good grades help my life go with a flow,

School, School, School,

That's all they can think of,

But now I've had enough,

But still between us there is only love