Thought First
Poor prize cost another’s tears
then dread ‘was it right ?’ for all future years
Awful act curses baby for rest of time
Splatters all watchers, bathe too in slime
Can ought be undone? Cry they in sad rhyme
No! Screams the Angel of Unforgivable Crime
So listen well who ‘ere thou art
think hard fore breaking child’s fragile heart