A Kid's Shopping Spree

The day is young and adventure sprung into my youthful mind.

I asked my mom and with aplomb, I told her I’d be fine.

She let me go, so to-and-fro my little arms were swinging.

Down the drive, I was feeling alive, I could hear the wind chimes ringing.

What a beautiful day, is what I say, as I march down the street.

I’m eight years old, and feeling bold, I’ve got purpose in my feet.

I pass the neighbor, sweating from the labor of keeping his yard trim and green.

I pretend I’m a spy, so I close my eyes in an effort to not be seen.

Down the hill my adventure spills, my house now out of view.

The world's in my reach, it’s time to unleash, so now what should I do?

As if on queue, draped in morning dew, I saw a chest ahead.

It was in the park and it’s wood was dark - I pushed to open the lid.

What met my eyes, to my surprise, was cash in bundles aplenty.

Some were fives and some were tens, but most of them were twenties!

I looked around, I heard no sound, saw no other treasure seekers.

And after all I found it all, so what about about finders keepers?

My thoughts began to spin, my face broke into a grin as I rushed to hide my treasure.

I yanked and dragged, the chest got snagged, but I hid it for good measure.

I’m way to small to hold it all, I thought as I scurried home.

I’ll need by backpack to carry the money stacks to wherever I choose to roam.

I snuck inside, didn’t have to hide, because mom was in the shower.

Grabbed my bag and didn’t lag to unleash my buying power.

Back to my loot with a spring in my boot, I stuffed the cash in swiftly.

I heaved the sack (nearly broke my back) and started to walk briskly.

I’d have to count this cash amount that weighed as much as an anchor.

I needed a pro to number my dough - I’m headed to a banker.

I reached the spot, but stopped and thought, would they deem it suspicious?

It would spell my doom if they assume my story was fictitious.

I stepped inside and tried to hide the fact that I was nervous.

I crossed the floor and began to implore if I could get some service.

I passed my bag, and basically bragged, while asking for a total.

But then my fear became abundantly clear when the teller became vocal.

The teller said, "Kid, I know what you did, I won’t hear any lies or jokes."

He fully believed, that I was a thief, and threatened to call my folks.

In a flash I grabbed my cash, and the teller began to holler.

“Stop that child, they’re running wild with twenty thousand dollars!”

I dodged the staff, and with a laugh I bolted out the door.

With twenty grand to spend at hand, I was headed for the store.

With no more delays, I looked both ways before I skipped across the street.

I was ready to spend to the very end - I felt deserving of a treat.

The biggest shop on the entire block had everything it seemed.

I stepped inside, my eyes went wide, for it was better than I dreamed.

I saw the toys, for girls and boys, and saw the junk food aisle.

I saw the pets, the dogs and cats, now this will take a while.

I started small, with toys and balls, that cost me eighteen fifty.

But some were on sale, ten percent off retail, you could say I’m getting thrifty.

I needed a sled, and a new water bed, so I added those to my cart.

A few books to read, some clothes made of tweed, we’re off to a good start.

The cart filled up fast, so I had to ask, for help as I kept shopping.

When they saw all my cash they helped in a flash, and their jaws would not stop dropping.

Next was a bike, the one with cool lights, so I can ride in style.

Some fishing rods for my whole squad were added to the pile.

Remote control cars, fifty chocolate bars, and a fancy three piece suit.

A pogo stick would do the trick, and a water gun to shoot.

I wasn’t sure how much money I’d burned, so I asked them, "What’s the damage?"

My bill had ran, about eight grand, I still had more to manage.

I had my fun, but now was done with smaller games and gimmicks.

The time has come for bigger fun to make this shopping spree prolific.

Flat screen TVs, and a pair of skis, were added to my tab.

A trampoline, and a sound machine, were the next things I would grab.

I wasn’t done, so for my mum I bought a diamond necklace.

It might distract her from the fact I had been a tad reckless.

A dozen cakes, and T-bone steaks, I’ve almost had my fill.

I looked in my bag and it was a drag to see my last twenty dollar bill.

A small black notebook on a nearby hook was within my range.

My final purchase in this shopping circus, I told them to keep the change.

Then I heard a shout that made me doubt the genius of my plan.

I saw the banker red with anger, so I turned and ran.

But when I turned my stomach churned, for who was standing there?

My mother stood and you really could taste anger in the air.

“Where have you been, I haven’t seen, a sign of you since morning!

You didn’t say, you’d cross roadways, you gave me no forewarning!”

She glanced around, made huffing sounds, she shook her head and sighed.

“They said you paid but there’s no way, why did you tell them lies?”

I tried to explain, then the banker exclaimed, “He must have stole the cash!”

“He’s only eight, let’s scare him straight, don’t believe his balderdash!”

I was about to squeal I didn’t steal, but before I could commence;

My mom stepped in, and on a whim, she came to my defense.

They argued loud and I was proud to see the banker leave.

She wouldn’t stand to hear that man call her kid a thief.

We packed the trunk which slowly sunk with the weight of my new gear.

This was no less than a great success because now we’re in the clear!

My mother scoffed as we took off and before I was off the hook,

She asked me why I chose to buy a black Moleskine notebook.

I told her, well, once I learn to spell I’ll need to tell my story.

In that book I’ll regale my adventurous tale, and bask in all its glory.