By Caitlin Gard

There once was a boy called Jack
Who thought it was fine to speak back
We gave him a snail
And all of his mail
But still he needed a smack

Now, that naughty young boy called Jack
Who finally got his smack
We heard a loud noise
And it wasn’t the toys
But then Jack never came back

Remember that boy called Jack
Who we thought that never came back
I saw him in a tree
But thought he was a bee
So I bought him a blue back pack