Feeding the Bums

When I was only five years old

My siblings and myself were told

Do not go near the railroad track

Stay in the front yard, not the back 



The tracks were almost in our yard

To stay away was very hard

Cause on the tracks would sit the bums

And some of them would beg for crumbs



The railroad warned us not to feed

The messages we did not heed

Our mom and dad were both at work

So older siblings were a perk



A kettle mother didn't use

Some garden veggies we would choose

The water needed for the stew

We gave away some of dad's chew



I never will forget that day

Cause nosy neighbors and hearsay

Our parents lectured all of us

They said they could be dangerous



So on that day we all were caught

And what a punishment they got

But not for me, I would survive

'Cause you see, I was only five