There once was a girl,
Called Jane Mcqueen,
Who was naughty and mean,
And made the little kids hurl,
That awful Jane Mcqueen.
She put newts in drinks,
Worms in sinks,
And spiders in people’s hair,
She caused quite a scare,
Pulling people’s hair,
That awful Jane Mcqueen.
But one cloudy day,
She went away,
Snatched by some kids on bikes,
And she was never seen,
By her school again,
That awful Jane Mcqueen.
Many years later,
Her story is told,
To warn little boys and girls,
“Be good!” they’ll say,
“Or you’ll end up like poor Jane Mcqueen!”
By Rowan 8RB
under: Poems
