It all began with Magic
As most good clubs do
With Ciaralein and Katielein
Being numbers One and Two
Three and Four soon came along
Not far behind the 'Leins'
And so the PYP began
And stood the test of Time
It was felt among the founding four
"We each are very different"
And so our names must single out
Our very definition
So we put our heads together
Since we didnt have a hat
And thought a little on the matter
And came up with the Prats
Now first we named our Katie
She became the Nutty one
And anyone who knows her
Wont ask for the rea-son
And then there was our Ciara,
The blue eyed Irish flame
She became the Flirty one
And lived up to the name
Followed next, was our Jasper
Number three so can tell
She became our Smarty Prat
And she does it very well
Now then there was our youngest
The mad one named Michele
We decided Wacky
Would suit our English Bele
A few Weeks on, The PYP
Welcomed, yet more prats
Timothy and Nicky
Completed numbers Five and Six
Numbers eight and seven
Were added recently
Fallen Angel Jules and our sweet Kandi
And then began the process
Of naming these four more
So this is what we came to
But we're not keeping score
Nicky is the Sleepy one
For she is always tired
Timmy is our Shadow
Cause hes the only boy
Kandi is the Crazy one
Though I do not know why
And Jules weve named her Nawty
Cause guess whats on her mind?
Sarah is our Sweety
Pure and good at Heart
Meg she makes us Dizzy
So that will be her part
Now Blackstone makes us laugh
So she's the Witty one
Now left to fill is one more place
So lets see who'll win the race
So here we are,
The PYP
Its a Pratty infestation
To call the World to Order
We feel is our main obligation
So here it is, our little site
The world
we've called to order
So come on in, if you dare
To match the prats stare for stare
So now our group has grown in number
And so in our rules must encumber
Have fun and laugh
Send us your Owls
No Swearing or Bad Language allowed
Use your wit, we'll heed your word
For the quill is mightier than the sword
Now one last thought
Well leave you with
Enter at, YOUR OWN RISK
Inside you find the founding four
And if youre lucky a quartet more
Nutty, Flirty, Smarty and Wacky
Sleepy, Shadow, Crazy and Nawty
We'll talk, we'll chat, we'll be your friends
So read on, with one last verse this song will
end
Now of the group the founding four
Will be the ones to set the score
But remember if you please
All prats can tell you when to leave
I say again if the last you missed
Please look again at our Prat list
All of us will have the right
To tell you when to leave the site
Flirty Prat
© 2003