I could slap whom I hate
and could hug whom i date.
Keep them guessing who it was?
Could help a blind to reach a place,
sluggishly, attentively, at a slow pace,
and he would wonder, all alone, how could he win the race?
I could rob some flowers from my Neighbour’s garden,
While pluckin is done by Mrs. Arden.
Is it a fault? Please pardon.
Next I could hide away, his stut, his stick,
Places where my grandpa cannot bend to pick.
Astonished he would be, did he ever keep?
I could even take away my teacher’s desk,
Write on the board ” children take rest”.
Joyous would be they, the day would be best.
Haha, if only a day made me invisible,
Could live for mischief, wish it was possible.
If it was Christmas,could snatch away Santa’s bell .
La, la, la would gallop further,
What next I can do , sooner or later.
“Sour are the grapes”.Alas! apparency is better.