He'd do a little Dance, He'd be a little cheeky too
His Devilish Desires, Fuelled Furious Fires
Until he took a trip to the Loo
Your Direction he'll drift
Renowned to be Swift
Stealthy Surprise he might Sneak up on You
For Quietly in the playground
Discreet; Without a sound
He'd be there to strike you down with a 'Boo'!
Startling Children all over
From Dundee to Dover
Shocking Youngsters right out of their Wits
His Stormy Spirit to Scare
And no Sign 'Please Beware'
Would Catch Children right out in a Blitz
No Love or Devotion
No Chance of Promotion
His Passions they were out of Tune
A Glimpse had been Seen
Of his Tendencies Mean
He was Destined Forever a Loon
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