Saturday afternoons are riotous times,
Whether spent in the house or out,
He longed to be sitting with
Mrs. Moss for the cake she sent him,
Come across; kick now - shade admonished.
She did,
She smelled the ocean and the roast chestnuts.
Saturday afternoons are riotous times,
Whether spent in the house or out,
Said Aunt Plenty,
Bringing her spectacles to bear upon the
Door to see if the poor children were injured by the fall.
How singular - real steel and Russia leather
Home is heaven for beginners
And then I go on until I am beneath an archway
For Saturday afternoons are riotous times,
Whether spent in the house or out…