the naughty children

A father and his son

Caring and feeding his child

In his apartment hoping for the best

But a boy will behave naughty

Doesn't he remember?

As a child himself he should know

When he was growing up

He did many naughty things

It will reflect on his genes

He can't say he doesn't know

A child always plays a helpful

It is the process of growing up

By chaining his son for hours

He doesn't teach his son

He brings a bad impression on his child

He may do the same thing when he grows up

Now he is in police custody

The father makes his silly move

Once he was a child he would know

There are naughty children growing up

This will be a lesson

For other parents escaping now

Do not mistreat your children

The children always naughty anyway