Bad behaviour,
was my saviour,
making mischief,
used to make my day.
Subsequently,
accidently,
I put my fist,
through a window pane.
Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour.
I remember,
Once I had a brain,
amnesia never crossed my mind,
tonsilitis was my alibi,
truancy was my vocation.
Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour