Have a sing-song of this parody of Christmas Pudding to the tune of Frère Jacques. It’ll be the gift that keeps on giving!
Christmas children, Christmas children,
Screaming lots! Screaming lots!
Confiscate the sugar, Confiscate the sugar,
Lose the plot! Lose the plot!
© Pass Me The Valium and passmethevalium.com, 2018.
“I want to go to school.
Nursery kids are all too young.
I want to learn to read and write.
School will be more fun.”
“I’m really bored at pre-school.
Where all I do is play.
I need answers to my questions.
Wear a uniform each day.”
“Yay, finally it’s here!
The day I go to school.
It feels so good to get in line.
I’m looking smart and cool.”
Three days later…
“Done with school now.
I wish I could just play.
I have to sit still on the mat.
Do I really go each day?”
“I’m going back to nursery.
I know how to read and write.
I’m feeling very tired now.
It’s hard to be polite.”
A first lesson learned it seems.
Work gets harder. Life gets meaner.
And sadly, no you can’t go back.
Grass isn’t always greener.
© Pass Me The Valium and passmethevalium.com, 2017.
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