He was a very naughty prince of the realm

he had himself a whipping boy

his boy was a very sturdy fellow

who could take a stern willow


When the prince needed a thrashing

he always would take his place

fifty of the best at a steady pace

he could take a right old rollicking


Many a dark day did that poor whipping boy see

he would cringe and shake every time he saw a willow tree

the prince would go out of his way

to make sure he was punished nearly every day


The whipping boy lived the life of a prince in pain

with the honour of being beaten again and again

the spanking in his ears would ring

knowing he was doing this for his future king



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris