My boy,
you scare me.
 
Smart Alex
or Great,
they all have
nothing,
on you.
 
Your grasp
so wide;
tiny fists
shake with
passionate fury.
 
Your widest grins
and wider
grimaces
escape all
attempt at control.
 
You will surely
rule the World
or merely
contend with
boundless passions.
 
Only time will tell,
Bb, my boy.