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Gee, I feel like a bad person for what I'm going to do now, Elgibbo. (Well, maybe I don't feel that bad...I'm not that good of a person.) I'm about to burst your bubble and possibly your ego. Hate me later; humor me now.

The meter in lines 1 through 9 is terrible. From lines 10 to the end proves you can do beautiful meter and it makes you look like you got lazy on the first 9 lines. You don't deserve that reputation. And from line 1 to 2 feels jarring, like a non-sequeituer. Smooth it out. Make it all hum on the same frequency, like from line 10 on. Make it hum on the same frequency as line 10 on. Otherwise you'll crash and burn.
Now the other point not-so-much in your favor is your word choice. "Watch his teacher burn" sounds like he lit the said teacher on fire, which, unless you specifically said otherwise (which you didn't), doesn't make any sense. "As Ogdred played boss" doesn't fit with the Victorianish style of the rest of the poem. Once again though, those are part of lines 1 through 9, which need to be gotten rid of.

On to line 10 and down. You improve dramatically here. So dramatically that it's almost possible to ignore lines 1 through 9. (Not quite though.)
"torturing a mouse" feels like another non-sequeituer. I'm not entirely sure why, but I think it has something to do with that most of the stuff above is stuff anyone might do a few times in life, but torturing animals is the same kind of thing that ramapaging murders did as kids. But that's kinda nitpicky, I guess.
Ogdred's response to the doctor telling him to sit up straight is also non-sequeituer. How would being made to sit in your room all day have anything to do with your posture?
And the line, "As he bent down and onto one knee" is a little sloppy in the format. I know you can have cleaner phrases than this...the rest of the poem proves it. Try something like, "As he knelt down onto one knee," or something better. (While I can hear it, writing in meter is not my forte.) Basically, get rid of the "and". You don't need it. And a few lines later, "got that clear" is just bad grammar which doesn't jive with the Victorianish style again. Try, "got that dear".

After Ogdred loses an ear you have that "with a queer little jig" line which seems like another bit that just doesn't follow. I like the "queer" part because I love how it adds to the flavor of the poem, but "jig" just doesn't do it for me. Maybe because I can't see anyone dancing after their ear has been torn off. And, finally, the last line needs a semi-colon or a dash before "heaven forbid", but that's just a grammatical thing and not really so important in poetry.

That's it. Sorry for ripping it apart. If you want to rant and refute everything I said, go ahead and try. I won't care. You should have seen the arguments I got in with the professor who taught me this stuff. I hate the man's guts but I take every class I can from him because he forces me to be a better writer. That's the point of a really awful tearing session. It literally forces you to do better. I do agree with everyone else though; it does sound like one of those creepy little warning poems that were told to keep Victorian children well behaved. If you have children, never read this to them. It will scar them for life.