Making of a Storyteller

Story time. Start at the beginning, please, And tuck me in well. Put out the lights, Put on the bedside lamp. Now, if you please, Start. The beginning– It should have been better… I’ll invent a new one. The characters – But I don’t like them the way they are. So I’ll improvise. The hero’s more interesting now, The villain more menacing. The story continues, I continue improvising. The plot thickens… I make it better, I make it thicker. Then the nail-biting finish – My nails are intact, though. I’ll add some more details And end it the way I want to. It’s better that way, I think. It’s time for me to close my eyes. I can hear you putting out the light. Then the door closes softly. You think I’m asleep But I’m lying still, Thinking about that story. And I’m thinking, When I’m grown up, Whenever that will be, I think I’ll write a new story… Write it my way, Just to show them all The way it’s really done.