The gardeners shed.

I will tell you a story don't think of me bad
Concerning my self and the scantily clads
I was just a young man who was easily led
They sent me to paint the gardeners shed
I looked around  and what did I see
The scantily clads looking back at me .
There were pictures of scantilys everywhere
Standing around  in their underwear .
What I had seen I found appealing
I committed a sin resulting  in stealing.
The gardener would return that day
Only to find a book gone astray ,
So please please don't think of me bad
Blame it all on the scantily clads
Then I made a big mistake
Into my room the book I would take.
My mind got lost in fantasy
Those scantily clads got the better of me.
I was only a young man stuck in a rut
I should never have entered the gardeners hut.
Then somethińg happened that made me sad
The book ended right in the hands of my dad.
Tell me son where did this come from
Good job I found it instead of your mum.
Please dad don't think of me bad
I am only a young man who was easily led
And they sent me to paint the gardeners shed.
I looked around and what did I see
Those scantily clads looking back at me. 
And what I saw I found appealing
I committed a sin resulting in stealing.
My dad was not angry but rather concerned
He said in a calm voice
Son there is a lesson you must learn
What you have stolen you must return.

Tags: Wishful, Rhyme, Humor, Happy,