One By One...

I pushed Peter from the treehouse

And he hurt his wrist.

He won’t come to my birthday party...

Too bad, he’ll be missed.

I took Tina’s favorite doll,

Then pulled her hair and teased her.

My birthday party’s Saturday--

I guess she won’t come either.

I dragged Danny through the dirt,

His mom was not impressed.

Now she won’t let him play with me--

That’s one less birthday guest.

I’d better hurry up, because

There's just so much at stake.

If I get rid of all my friends

I’ll get the whole darn cake!