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 very 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.