The real orphan The real orphan is unruly yet he thinks he acts coolly He loves to rant and rave; is it attention he craves? Who has produced one so errant? surely it is the hopeless parent! The father too busy in the shop the mother buying another shapely top! The parents cares for him not letting him to lie and rot If one has to about him complain the parents says; surely my angel isnt to blame! To the parents I say; if you leave the nanny to bring up your child, do you expect him to behave other than wild?