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All teenage boys are bored and mad, or mad
And bored. (Is there a difference?) Some are bored
Enough to kill. Testosterone gangs, bad
And bored, don’t reckon they have really scored
Till they have blasted some innocent head,
Its boring gray brain matter soaked with blood
Across a candy store’s sweet counter, red
All over pastel sweets for neighborhood
Kids, adolescent guys fulfilled by that splat.
The worst, sufficiently bored and mad, kill
And torture furry beasts, such as a cat
Fuel doused and set alight, a yowling thrill,
But most are merely bored and mental. Then
They turn into boring and angry men.