Incendiary

That one small boy, with a face like palid cheese
And burn out little eyes could make a blaze
As brazen, fierce and huge, as red and gold
And zany yellow as the one thar spoiled
Three thousands guineas worth of property
And crops, at  Godwin farm on Saturday
is fraitened, as fact and methafor
And ordinary match intented for
The lighting of a pipe, or kitchen fire
Misused may set a whole menagerie
Of flame fanged tigers roaring hungrily
And frightened , too,  thar one small boy shoud set
The sky on fire and choke the stars to heat
Such skinny limbs and such a little star
Which would have been content which one warm kiss
Had there been anyone to offer this


VERNON SCALLENN