When I was two

I remember this too

There were grapes on the table

And I reached for the bowl cause I was able

I remember taking one

Then my name was yelled out, where' the fun?

For I thought I was in trouble

And maybe I was,Where's the bubble?

I hid und te table

Because I was able

They called the cops, because  I was missing

Over a tiny are you kiddng?

They even had kids on bikes looking for me

  To be or not to be

I thought all this troubl over a grape

How was I to get out of this scrape?

Now for the real story to be told

If you be so bold

They called me for lunch that day

Not for wrong doing, What more can I say?

When they did find me shaking under the table

They sent me  to  bed without dinner or lunch

Oh Boy, thanks  bunch!