Kids 

All the same kids of today,
They want everything anyway.
Don't care who goes without,
But if it's them you'll hear a shout.
They have to get what they want,
And throw a tantrum if they don't.
It has to be a designer name,
So them and their mates look the same.
If they wear a name from the past,
Then there treated as an outcast.
Why don't friends take them as they are?
Not by the make of their fathers car.
If they like you it's through thick and thin,
Not just use you then put you in the bin.

©HJ Trumper 2000