The Evil Children
And so
The very evil children
Took the dog out to play in the park
Then they took him home
And refused
To set him on fire
They were evil, evil, evil, children
And they refused to do
As they were told
They would say,
"Why should we leave the elderly woman In the middle
of the Expressway?
No way, we're not doing it."
Then they would go downstairs
And prepare
The Molotov cocktails,
Knowing full well
That when they were finished,
There was no way in hell
They were going to blow up
the neighbor's barn
They were evil, evil, evil children.
All their lives,
People expected them to do bad.
They almost
Never delivered*