This is one of seven poems (of course) on the subject of The Seven Deadly Sins.  I hope you like it.  (Iambic heptameter).  Greedy Gertrude above?  Greed of course.

You incurred your father’s wrath again

     For what you’ve done today.

And if you take my wise advice,

    You’ll keep out of his way.

 

You’ve done the things he clearly said

    Were things you shouldn’t do,

And you‘ve left the toilet dirty

    And I had to flush your poo.

 

You kicked your football very high

     And broke the greenhouse roof.

It’s no good you denying it

    For Daddy’s got the proof.

 

Your father’s angry, with just cause,

    For what you said to him.

You told him that you’d learnt at school

    Wrath was a deadly sin.

 

I’ll tell you what’s a deadly sin –

    It’s you and no mistake.

Ah!  I didn’t mean to make you cry.

    Come, let us share some cake.

 

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