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Naughty Children.
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Poetry by Bern.
Naughty Children.
I have seen no naughty children, at least not today.
Has the Pied Piper from Hamlin enticed them all away?
Or have those naughty children gone off somewhere else to play.
Way out into the country to play in the luscious hay.
No one is making a noise in this street of ours you know.
Life has come to a full stop and things are very slow.
Bring back our naughty children we want to hear them all,
As they make a noise while playing with perhaps an old football.
Kids will all make loud noise especially at play.
So bring them back Pied Piper or the consequences you will pay.
