Doing Time

On a dark and rainy afternoon Whence I’d been sentenced to my bedroom For my crime of failing to take care To not be a pain in my mother’s derriere As it happens, I was a lad of six Full of mischief and annoying tricks Apparently, I had failed to take warning That had been admonished all morning Thus, when afternoon did arrive Tried, convicted, and sentenced was I Confined to barracks until further notice Oh, what the heck, I’d make the most of it I played for a while with a couple of toys Yet, this furnished so very little joy There on a shelf sat a book my sister said I’d really enjoy if I wasn’t so thick in the head I looked at the cover and it did look fun The title was The Swiss Family Robinson Now this came to pass, though my heart didn’t swoon A love affair began that very afternoon in my room I while still at tender young age was that day engaged As I fell in love with words on a page