He finds it amusing you see,
a game for his ingenious mind.
All the drinking, smoking, partying,
a mere activity for a bored soul.
"I'm a true lad," he'll try telling you,
"a rumpus young Pom!"
His exterior will fit this definition perfectly,
like a key in the right lock.
But, if you apply this word "lad" to his interior,
you will find that not only does the key not fit,
but there is more than one door.
This "lad" is not nearly,
as simplistic as the word suggets.
This "lad's" interior is a maze of passages and alleyways.
This "lad" likes to read, has a brain, has a hert.
This "lad" is not what he seems.
So finally the question is raised.
Is he- a lad that cannot be tamed?
Or is he a lad at all?