3:7

When Barney was 10 years old he wrote a poem:

Crushing bugs and
Squishing slugs
Plucking wings from
Icky things

Trapping rats in
Smelly mats
Capturing frogs
From under logs

I like the creatures
That wiggle and squeak
With furry tails and scaly feet

I collect their bits
In my grubby mitts
Fist full of tails
Store them in jails

I dream of having a menagerie
Caged and tamed, all
Creatures of water, rock and tree