A little boy learned to wiggle his ears
Sitting in a class room bored to tears.
Individual muscles he learns to flex.
Biceps and triceps, quads and pecs.
His mind now focused on doing tricks
Those he\'s flexed he makes them twitch.
Asked to turn in his homework NOW,
Like Spock he raises his left eyebrow.
The teacher is writing on the board
He\'s drawing a cannon, gun or sword.
He cracks his knuckles to get a laugh
Counts on his fingers to do the math.
He saves his straws for spit ball fights
His lethal accuracy will a skirmish incite.
He snuck a pet beagle to school in his shirt.
With a water gun gave Sally Smith a squirt.
In the Principal\'s notes he is immature
But knows how to forge dad\'s signature.
A grade or two he had to repeat
Now sits in a Federal Judges seat.
Augustus / Folsom, LA / February 2017