You think I broke the dishwasher
by loading it with rocks?
You think I went around the house
unplugging all the clocks?
You think I snuck into Wendy ’s room
and let loose her pet frog?
You think I shaved the words
I AM A CAT into the neighbor ’s dog?
Geez, Dad, what an awful accusation!
Boy, Mom, what a wild imagination!
It’s clear that we have fairies—
nasty little fairies—
surely that’s the logical explanation?