I had my first beer
Dad put it in my bottle at the tavern
I spit it out
There was this chair in the corner
They called it Punky's chair
You say where was Mom?
She was working it was war years
I knew little of the war
I was frightened to death of the Air raid sirens
But not as frightened as Dad
Mom wasn't allowed to open a window
The enemy was in submarines on the coast
There was a black widow spider in my crib
I was trying to catch it to feed my pet rat
These were very hard times for everyone
Liver and onions and something Mom called, "Shipwreck"
I learned to love wild blackberries and the neighbors garden
Court says, "Negroes can go first class!"
Mom said someday we well have a black President
I am still working on my Spanish
Me ya mo "Dandy" Spanish rice is a staple
Pancakes with shurple Maple
Gas was getting expensive almost a quarter
My job was simple, another word and dad hit me
I like the German's and Japanese more than him