I have always loved to misbehave with you, doing all those bad things we used to do- like stealing the best of the chicken stew or playing knock-down ginger along the mews.
Why did we have to grow, such ambition went low, mischief I would no longer sow, for years behind you I did not tow.
Yet eventually we found each other again, grown in ways we didn’t know about then, and became friends in a whole different way, and with one another we now very diff'rently play.
Allowing us every day to misbehave in our own private indoor raves.
Why did we have to grow, such ambition went low, mischief I would no longer sow, for years behind you I did not tow.
Yet eventually we found each other again, grown in ways we didn’t know about then, and became friends in a whole different way, and with one another we now very diff'rently play.
Allowing us every day to misbehave in our own private indoor raves.
Written for 100 Word Challenge #421 on Velvet Verbosity; the prompt was the word Misbehave.
