Brats Rebell

You call me a brat;
Well I might as well be that!
I might get a bat,
If you treat me like a scat.

Better watch your back
For I’m about to crack
Make you wish you didn’t have a sack
For it too will crack.

You thought my eyes could pierce,
Well my nails are quite fierce.
You’ll be no more my dearest
When I do my worst interference.

Try to seduce me,
That just puts you next to me.
You’ll be under my decree
For I am better than thee.