My One and Only Crime Spree!
One day when I was little my brother said to me.
“Let’s go downtown and see what we can see”.
Oh, it sounded like so much fun I didn’t hesitate to go.
I was so excited, but I was too little to know.
We weren’t supposed leave the yard, per our Mom and Pop.
We both were much too young, but off we both did trot.
He took me two a five and dime, where we got a lot of stuff.
I was given a box of Chicklets, a ball and powder puff.
Then to the next store off we went, to see what we could see.
My brother kept on grabbing things and handing them to me.
It seems we spent a lot of time going in and out the stores.
We never gave a single thought to all our household chores.
It was time we headed home, with the treasures that we got.
I didn’t know we needed money to get the things we bought.
But Dad saw us arriving with hands full of priceless possessions.
And he decided then & there, that we needed to be taught some lessons.
Dad marched us downtown again where we were a short time before.
This time it didn’t seem to me, it would be as fun, going in the store.
My Dad led us to this enormous man, who said he was the boss.
My Dad made us apologize and give back what the store had lost.
We handed him a half box of Chicklets and everything else we had.
We told this man how sorry we were but couldn’t look at Dad.
Oh, I was only little but I can remember it so sound,
And I’ve never taken another thing, since that day downtown.
My brother told me later as I was quenching my thirst,
Don't worry about the money, next time we'll hit the bank first.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Loved the memory...
Cryssa
Miller
This such a cute and clever story-poem. And I love the title, too. But the picture is absolutely adorable!
Love, Connie
Micke
And...which bank?
Georg
great story here...
John
Love, Christine
Lesson, learned - well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D