Boys will be boys, so they say
Neither refined nor dainty while they are at play
It's all bugs and worms and frogs and snails
And little fishes and tadpoles in jars and in pails
Muck and mud, slime and dirt
Smudged on trousers and splattered on shirts
But boys grow up, and turn into men
Then enjoy getting grubby..... all over again!
© Marjorie Ramsay
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