Childlike to Childish

Wide eyed wonders, passing crayons on the down low
Blamelessness because they think nanny is
too preoccupied to press charges on cookie theft

And You'd Torture kids, with punches to their noses
till you got the bloody knuckle
Yet You've got A deceptive young mind
You're meek-fullness guards these illegal violations

Now you get temper tantrums when you don't get
the dwink from your sippy-cup
You start acting babyish because you couldn't nap nap with
pwitty pwincess

You said bad words and did bad things
mommy wasn't watching

But you got caught by nanny and she says,
"timeout for life and
spanky till death!"

Mommy finished the fairy tale
this is the end.

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