Angry Childhood - Part I

I had an uneasy childhood as the youngest of four incredibly brutish brothers. They tried to quash my gentle, contemplative nature from an early age. I understand now this was partially due to jealously. Anyone can kick a football, or headbutt their way through firewood, or whatever, but very few can weave understated beauty through verse like I can. I also understand now that their ridicule has helped shape me into the man/puppet I am today. People look into my eyes and see rivers running deep. The same could not be said for my eldest brother, Dave:



Yes ladies, he's still single. Don't pounce all at once now!

Blargh.