Prat Tells Prattles

Hush little baby don't say a word, Enough of rompings, you must be tired. And if you're sick of your fellow class, Better wash your hands off them and flush. Hush little baby don't say a word, Every where's crowded, you must be bored. And if you're dying for a solo mission, Better end up in bed with contamination. Hush little baby don't say a word, Enough of rampage, too much you erred. And if all brawls, and brawns gonna win, Better stay at home in self-quarantine. Hush little baby don't say a word, Enough of carnage, animals and birds. And if you are gulping too much for taste, Cough up your conscience, before lung arrest. Hush little baby don't say a word, Enough excuses, no more be heard. And if you've spread love far and wide, You'll be the luckiest not to know who died.