Back In the Day
We burned a bunch of matches
My buddy Dane and me
Then we burned an outhouse up
The smell was way ugly!
Next we burned a little shed.
Was not me, we fibbed notoriously together.
Then we burned my sister’s clothes
Because she had worn my favorite sweater
My grandpa spanked us both hard as he could.
This is the days when neighbors would
Get together and give all the kids a licking.
He also gave us both a kicking.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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