Ever-Grumbling Joe

He didn't like chicken,
He didn't like bread,
He didn't like anything
Anyone said;
He didn't like mornings
Or going to bed,
Didn't Grumbling,
Ever-grumbling Joe.

He didn't like toys
Or his big sister Jayne,
He didn't like travelling
By bus or by train,
He didn't like sunshine,
He didn't like rain,
Didn't Grumbling,
Ever-grumbling Joe.

He didn't like school,
And he didn't like fun,
He didn't like walking,
There's no way he'd run!
He never would listen,
Not to anyone!
No, not Grumbling,
Ever-grumbling Joe.

Well, Joe's Mom and Dad,
They soon had quite enough
Of little Joe's grumbling
And so they got tough.
They started to take away
All of his stuff!
That cured Grumbling,
Ever-grumbling Joe!

And now he likes chicken,
He even likes Jayne!
He plays in the sunshine,
He reads in the rain,
He runs for the paper,
He rides on the train,
No more Grumbling,
Ever-grumbling Joe!