There was a young boy so bad

There was a young boy so bad

Who really hated his dad

So he stole his car

And drove it far

Along with the money he had

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy on his own

There was a young boy on his own

Who liked to throw the odd stone

When along came a bear

And kicked him you know where

And stole his mobile phone

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy who was fab

There was a young boy who was fab

For clicking on my blog ad

Which gave me a thrill

As he's doing it still

And giving me a wage that's bad

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy with some cable,

There was a young boy with some cable,

Who wanted to give it a label?

So he took out a pen,

In the shape of Big Ben,

And wrote his own name on the table.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy with a flake,

There was a young boy with a flake,

Who sat on it by mistake?

It melted down,

Made his bum brown,

And went half way up his back.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy with a book,

There was a young boy with a book,

Who didn't even care to look?

When getting caught,

For not a lot,

And now he's branded a crook.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy, who froze,

There was a young boy, who froze,

Who had a really big nose?

That flapped away,

When he would play,

That reached from his head to his toes.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy on land,

There was a young boy on land,

Who liked to do things so grand?

When playing football,

For country and all,

A rocket blew up in his hand.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Who,

There was a young boy called Who,

Who didn't know what to do?

When banging his head,

On the end of his bed,

And can't remember it to.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Steve,

There was a young boy called Steve,

Who couldn't really believe?

He went through a wall,

This I recall,

And still was able to breath.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Sid,

There was a young boy called Sid,

Who got hit on the head with a lid,

For spying on girls,

Wearing nothing but pearls,

While doing the things they did.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Sam,

There was a young boy called Sam,

Who fell in love with a ram?

Until he went BEEP,

I'm definitely no sheep,

And through him head first in the dam.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Mike,

There was a young boy called Mike,

Who liked to go flying his kite?

When a monkey with cheese,

Jumped out of the trees,

And gave him a hell of a fright.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Liam,

There was a young boy called Liam,

Who liked to be really game?

When going down hill,

Showing his skill,

On the back of a dog with a chain.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Joe,

There was a young boy called Joe,

Who had a really big toe?

It was so big,

It needed a wig,

And smoked like a chimney you know.

By Dr Geebers

There was a young boy called Jim,

There was a young boy called Jim,

Whose nappy had lost its pin?

So he went to Miss Proctor,

Who was his real doctor?

And she gave him one with a grin.

By Dr Geebers