Do I have to come down there and
drag all of you spoiled, know-it-all
neener-neener, blaming, shaming
name-calling, out of control kids
across your torn up playground
force you to stand up, shut up
buck up, wake up, clean up
your collectively cringe-worthy
acts and repair the ravaged
remains of your once
Is that what you want?
I didn’t think so.