The Night Of The Firecrackers

It was the spring of nineteen sixty two, my friend Roger and I were feeling all our oats;

We were going to graduate high school soon, it was warm and we needed no coats!

Just outside of the town we lived, a fireworks company did stand;

So we decided to travel out there one day, to buy some contraband!

The most powerful of any made, was the deadly “M-Eighty” one;

We hatched a plan within our minds, we thought would be lots of fun!

We bought a couple of these potent dudes, and a package of “one thousand” inch and a halves;

We knew just what to do with those ones, to really get some laughs!

Plan-A involved the two M-Eighties, and required a lot of “moxie”;

For there was a guy from class we did not like, so we decided to blow up his mail boxie!

The second planned reconnaissance, was for a girl over whom the both of us fawned;

Our plan was to light the whole package, and set them off on her parents nice front lawn!

So that night we lit the two M-Eighties, and blew the mailbox to smithereens;

We didn’t realize it was a federal offense; and we could have been arrested had we been seen!

The second plan went smoothly too, those little firecrackers blew for ten minutes or more;

We drove right by her house several times, they were all watching from her front door!

The next morning on our way to school, we drove by the two places we’d hit;

The mail box looked like a peeled down banana, and no mail could be placed in it;

The girls front lawn looked like a large garbage dump, with bits of paper strewn everywhere;

Our “missions impossible” had been carried out, these two rebels without a worlds care!