Did he learn how to
share?
Or did he shoot his popgun
because he didn’t
care?
Was this lad a contented little
child?
Or with fear
did his radical head run
wild?
Did he eat his meals in
peace?
Or if there was no meat,
did his impatient fury never
cease?
Was this boy ever
kind?
Or did his terrorized teachers
raise a furor thinking he lost his
mind?
Did he turn the other
cheek?
Or did he revengefully
call every enemy a
freak?