No Never Been

No the Navarre's aren't crazy at all. We didn't go ice fishing in a blizzard,2 am, in an ice fishing house we, hand by hand, had to haul. We didn't climb fences, that Dad said can. Though very large warning signs said, can't. We didn't know, that woman in the stores, window pretending to be a mannequin. We never drove out on watery cracking ice, with nobody around, though Dad said, it'd be alright. We never went under a barb wire fence to collect mushrooms from, the meadow an from cattle, had to run! Never has one of us, had their picture painted, on the side of the mall. Never has one of us, accidentally at the foot, of a priest, crawled. Never have we, howled and bark at the moon. Never did we fall in love, with a stars, tranquil tune! Never did we see a ghost. Never was this wrote. Never other languages, have we spoke. Never did we wanna live in a boat. Never has anyone shot off their mouths saying they ain't afraid of no goose. Then only to get chased around by one, for more than a few loops. All the way home as mad as an old wet hen! And, no we weren't surprised on Easter, when the children's eggs we did hide, were found uncooked. We never streaked naked in a brook. We didn't love the two seater, out house. We didn't sentimentally cry when we got rid of our old couch. We didn't dress up, wear hat's, and smoke cigars. We didn't act silly, telling jokes, and playing cards, for fun. And nor ever, did we need a gun, to get our Christmas tree's. No we ain't, never been called, crazies...