A passage, with a fence, and an entrance that lead through!
Their new gathering place to scheme in the dirty mush.
Not preoccupied “let’s break down this wall!”
Andrew said and hit the divider with stones
that would go on for weeks I recall
violating residential zones.
Weeks after property damage done
but our rambunctiousness had only a moment left,
“Is that fence giving you some problems son?”
The homeowner! Snarling and climbing over the fence with deft!
We were called into the office after the incident was reported
filing down the hall thinking of what to say for our guilt.
Who would be responsible after this got sorted
as the accusation of “You didn’t report this crime!” now spilt.
Yes sir we have a well throughout reason for this botch
as if any explanation would be of use.
(Andrew)
Hey you told them it was me!
Punk! I thought you were my friend!
(Me)
What can I say we were doing under that tree?
(Andrew)
You should have lied so this cover up could end!
No way out our quandary that was fully self imposed
we made no plan for our stories to match
once the case started it closed.
Too easy to catch.
“This school needs a prerequisite manners class
Mrs Weschler flustered! “Instill some values down deep!”
My friends would need a hint of integrity to pass
and I'd have lost this stupid cherished memory I keep.