Pop Goes the Paddle!


by Andy Paddler

(Sung to the tune of: Pop Goes the Weasal)

A son's been bad, his dad is mad, The boy deserves the paddle. His buttocks bared, the rod won't be spared, Pop goes the paddle!

The woodshed is where justice is served, the guilty party's ready. No time to pout, the sawhorse is out, Pop goes the paddle!

The lecture's done, the sentence is read The naked boy bent over. He's made to count, He'd better not shout, Pop goes the paddle!

With fortitude, the father is fueled To swing the paddle harder Across the buns of his naughty son Pop goes the paddle!

Those two round globes, becoming quite red, the son is being punished. The spanking's loud, The father is proud Pop goes the paddle!

Across the sawhorse, bent over bare this boy is being paddled. The welts are raised, His bottom is hazed Pop goes the paddle!

Now listen boys all over the world, You'd better all behave. Do one wrong thing, Your buttocks will sting Pop goes the paddle!


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