WHAT MIGHT HAVE SAVED YOU EARLY WAS A PUNCH

What might have saved you early was a punch
A man giving you what you most needed
When the cartilege in your nose went crunch
The call to grow you might then have heeded
Your Guile hid from such that you were a prick
Or you cowardly hid behind bluster
Where that didn't work, your Charm did the trick
Helping you avoid the Fate of Custer
I, myself, in hopes to overcome you
Have thought to start in on boxing lessons
The Child inside you brutalized at two
Might then not resort to Smith & Wessons
    Or, to avoid blood in a punching bout
    I might rather let you punch yourself out

© 2003 by Jean-Michel Rochambeau