Tales Of The Old Town (Part 01) ...[revised Version] Poem by Kim Barney

Now listen, friends, and I will tell
Of things you've never heard.
But very soon you'll know them well.
Don't think they're all absurd.

Do mark my words; these things are true;
they truly came to pass.
No, I would never hoodwink you,
nor trade your gold for brass.

There were some gossips in our town
who thought they knew it all.
Can't think of them without a frown;
at times I want to bawl.

Daniel and Ronald stole the shack
that Slim and I had built.
However, we just stole it back
without a twinge of guilt.

They stole it from us one more time;
and tried to hide it well.
That's when we figured they were slime;
and smashed it all to … smithereens.

And Slim left them a little gift
quite smelly in the dirt.
And his revenge was sweet and swift,
not caring who got hurt.

And Lester was a Peeping Tom;
he roamed the neighborhood.
Ray planned to stop him with a bomb
Or something just as good.

Stefano left us in the lurch
That night when we were Scouts,
Insecure there at the church,
Consumed with fear and doubts.