there was once a boy named pierre
at the end that a suitable
when pierre climbed out of bed
pierre said-i don't care!
-what would you like to eat?
-some lovely cream of wheat?
-don't sit backwards in your chair
-or pour syrup on your hair
-you are acting like a clown
-and we have to go to town
-would you rather stay right here?
so his mother left him there
his father said-get off your head
or i will march you up to bed!
pierre said-i don't care!
-i would think that you could see -
-your head is where your feet should be!
-if you keep standing upside down -
-i'd let you fold the folding chair
so his parents left him there
they didn't take him anywhere
now as the night began to fall
a hungry lion paid a call
he looked pierre right in the eye
and asked him if he'd like to die
pierre said-i don't care!
-and you will be inside of me
-then you will never have to bother -
-with a mother and a father
-is that all you have to say?
arriving home at six o'clock
his parents had a dreadful shock!
they found the lion sick in bed and cried
they pulled the lion by the hair
they hit him with the folding chair
his mother asked-where is pierre?
the lion answered-i don't care!
his father said-pierre's in there!
they rushed the lion into town
the doctor shook him up and down
and when the lion gave a roar
pierre fell out upon the floor
he rubbed his eyes and scratched his head
and laughed because he wasn't dead
his mother cried and held him tight
his father asked-are you allright?
pierre said-i am feeling fine
the lion said-if you would care
then everyone looked at pierre
the lion took them home to rest
and stayed on as a weekend guest
the moral of pierre is: care!