Read this poem by Carl Sandburg: A Fence

Now the stone house on the lake front is finished and the workmen are beginning the fence. The palings are made of iron bars with steel points that can stab the life out of any man who falls on them. As a fence, it is a masterpiece, and will shut off the rabble and all vagabonds and hungry men and all wandering children looking for a place to play. Passing through the bars and over the steel points will go nothing except Death and the Rain and To-morrow. What feeling about the fence does Sandburg create with his choice of words?

lonely

welcoming

forbidding

humorous