This is a poem for children, so it hasn’t got any swearing in it, even though it’s partially about bad language. It just has lots of gruesome threats of violence and death. You know, for the kiddies.
Bryce, age six
Said “&#% off!” to his mummy.
He heard it from his brother
And he thought it sounded funny.
Now poor little Brycey
Is dead and going rotten
He swore at his mummy
And Bloodybones got him!
Tameka, age eight
Called her sister “stinky pooface,”
There’s nothing left of her now
But one single shoelace
The rest has all been gobbled up
Not one bit saved for later.
She called her sister nasty names
And Bloodybones ate her!
Farukh would have been ten
In a week, but there’s no party:
He laughed at his Nanni
And he said she smelled all farty.
Out jumped Bloodybones
And swallowed him whole.
He was mean to his Nanni,
So he had to pay the toll.
He lives inside the cupboard
Just underneath the stairs
And if you say nasty things
He’ll catch you unawares
He sits on the bloody bones
Of kids who weren’t polite
And if you do the same,
He’ll eat you up in one bite.
Tom Juniper Poetry 
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