Roy

Poem By Francis Duggan

He is arrogant and haughty and headstrong
The type who never think he can be wrong
Just twenty one and all but at his prime
And wisdom may yet come to him in time.

He is educated and I don't doubt he's bright
But as wisdom goes he is a lesser light
Some times he say things that he ought not say
And his main fault is his tongue gets in the way.

He may never climb the stairway to renown
As he think nothing of putting others down
But one day he may say wrong thing in wrong place
And go home with black eyes and swollen face.

But there is more than one side to young Roy
At times he can be kind hearted though shy
But he spoils it all by cruel things that he say
And he can't help his argumentive way.

And all in all he has wrong attitude
Though he can't help it if at times he's rude
But in book of life a lesson in each page
And wisdom may yet come to him with age.

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