The Avocado Mutiny

I'll tell you a little secret
Girls don't usually tell
Childhood days I can't forget
When I was eight,  oh well.

We were a group of five kids
Around the country neighborhood.
A lot of naughty things we did,
They were not really very good.

We'd climb the avocado trees
Pretend we were some pirate.
We'd swing each branch with naval ease,
And give a shout "Hi Ho there Mate!"

I was their Missy Captain
Who steered the verdant ship.
We'd fight the foe with broken canes,
Who'd dare to cross my helmsmanship.

For meals,  we surely had a feast!
A bounty in our cruise ship tree,
So ripe and tasty at the least-
What's more, they were all free.

After a while my crew got sick
And each one had to leave for home.
Resigned their post, gave up their stick,
From  meals,  a mutiny had come.

Each time I see an avocado
My mates they all come into mind.
I'd do things different now I know,
Yet a better captain, they can't find!

Author's Note

When I wrote this I wanted to relate the story and the format of the poem was of secondary importance so rules on poetry rhyme and rhythm may not be that precise. I just enjoyed writing it and remembering my childhood.