Some people are nice,
And some are mean.
Just remember, fighting is not meant to be obscene.
Break it up or not,
They will still be at it when you bow... and
Go on your merry ways.
In my patch of blackberry bushes
Innocence will remain the victor.
Just get stuck once by the little horns,
Thorns
Or pick one juicy treat and leave it for the little ones
On a leaf,
In the wind.