Sleeping at your Aunties
I need a comfy bunk bed
To lay my head and sleep,
But Brian keeps on giggling
And smelling Ian’s feet.
He breaks wind so dramatically
The smell would knock you out
And uncle Jeff he bellows,
“You boys get that light out”!
At that we start to giggle
With silent grunts and tears
Till uncle Jeff he walks right in
Fulfilling all our fears.
His drawers are white and baggy,
His eyes are bleary red
“If you boys do not sleep right now
Your backsides will be red”.
“But daddy it was Ian’s fault”
Is Brian’s sweet reply
And uncle Jeff he looks at us
And says “don’t you boys lie”
So off to sleep we gently go
And dream of pleasant days
Until the morning wakes us up
And again we’re off to play.
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