There was a boy
Known for his outbursts
Peace was destroyed
As this daily grew worse
The change... was slow
This pattern was ended
A hammer did show
How oft hate descended
With every episode
A nail was driven
This chore grew old
To, then, become seldom
On every day of peace
A nail was pulled out
Ever this did please
As love... grew more about
But...to see the fence
Is a sure reminder
Scars do remain....hence
When one could have been kinder
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