Excerpt From Poem, Born Bad

So, I can't help but wonder, are there bad babies,
itsy-bitsy outlaws that knock over bottles,
or drop dirty diapers on the nursery room floor?
Do they threaten other tots by grabbing cherished toys,
crying, gimme that binky or the bear gets it?
Do they bite mommy's breast taking pleasure in her temporary pain,
nursing her sneaking suspicion that junior may have a mean streak?