at first little squeaks asserting...(you thought nothing of it)
you wanted it this way and did your bit
but when tiny fingers and hands started the gotcha grasps! you were
defenseless against the kickings and a sudden lash
how you dreaded those crazy boundings from side to side that made
you think you were in for a rough ride
and today fists pounding madly with fierce blows
as if a future dictator were warming up in embryo!