Just another boy with an impetuous pup,
Strutting down the road with his nose up.
That's all she saw on her way to school
So she decided the truth she'd pull.
A plethera of peacocks would be his dog
Yes, that's sure to clear up the bog.
And he won't be a boy but a notorious bandit
One that's been on the loose--that's it--
With a militia of officers riding on his tail;
Him and his birds have long belonged in jail.
Certainly a tale that no one can beat.
When she posts it on a Protagonize sheet.