Billy

This is a poem. Its sort of...sadistic?

Billy sat down in the middle of the road.
He began to cry.
He held what was left of his puppy.
There wasn't much there to hold.
His mother backed the car out of the driveway.
She did not see her son.
She got out of the car,
Sat down in the middle of the road,
And began to cry.
She held what was left of her son.
There wasn't much there to hold.