There was a boy whose name was Tim;
his temper got the best of him.
He got mad once and stamped his shoe,
and nasty words around him flew.
He shocked his mother and his dad;
they wondered if their boy was bad.
The child then ran around to kick
whatever thing his foot would pick.
He booted pillows in the air!
He booted pots and underwear!
He booted chairs across the room!
He booted his poor mother’s broom!
He booted dishes off the shelf!
He even booted at himself!
To go outside and boot some more,
he booted through the old back door!
A sleeping bulldog he soon spied,
and crept up to the bulldog’s side.
Then little Timmy soon found out —
some things you cannot boot about.
The Lonely Meatball 