Dang. Two days in a row. I apologize.
What else will I do with this junk?
Master Andy Jackson
Naughty Andy Jackson caused his parent some distress,
A small scrape here, a dust-up there, this time an ugly mess.
Pure of heart, with motives gold, still troubles fell like hail.
The Jacksons now, are pressed for cash to make young Andy’s bail.
Miss Julie Higginbottom
Seems wee Julie Higginbottom drives her poppa mad.
As young lasses her age go, it’s not that she is bad.
She fancies boys and they like her, now eight years after ten,
Lads she draws like moths to flame, are not young boys but men.
Master Tommy Byrum
Little Tommy Byrum distressed his momma so.
“What, my son to do with you, I simply do not know.
Your bed is made, your room is clean, your schoolwork done today.
I suppose there’s naught for you but to go outside to play.”
Ms. Sophie Lassiter
Redheaded Sophie Lassiter was such a lovely child.
A ginger see, you’d think that she, would be a creature wild.
Her folks’ pride, until they died, she works hospice up the street.
She is in fact, a lass each Jack, just dreams one day to meet.
© SP Wilcenski 2021