These children are so miserable!
They're always causing so much trouble!
Always trespassing on my land!
All my ripe figs are in their hand!
Branches break out one by one
My other fruits they are all gone!
You can imagine how I feel
To find so much of fruits that"s peeled
Imagine to find young fruits picked
Right on the ground they get me sick!
My little plants they mash that too!
I am annoyed for they are new
They use some obscene words at me
Bad signs are shown I always see
When will they stop doing all this
The children find they must insist
It seemed that GOD answered my prayer
A bad flood came, they were in fear
They had to pack up their things now
Their things were damaged you know ho
The children moved from the neighbour hood
I'm finally happy it's for a good
Every thing is for a time
This is the end do you like my rhyme?