When Life Was Really Child's Play

Oh, the stress-free, carefree world of children Oh, just take me back to the lil kids' playpen When we tried on mom's cosmetics and lipsticks and built playhouses with plastic blocks and bricks And had fun with cooking set picnics Anything could be a toy and our racket could annoy We turned everything into play things We played pretend queens and kings We then played 'mom and dad' Oh the squealing fun we had! Teasing, chasing hens and kittens climbing the grumpy neighbour's fence. There was paper airplanes and frisking in the rains Paper boats too were made and hide'n'seek was played And when that wasn't enough we played blind man's bluff. We nimbly climbed the trees hair flailing in the breeze But our child's play naturally mimicked the grownups Lil plastic ones instead of real porcelain cups. Life was all play and games in our growing mental frames. Sand castles and kites childish fights and frights! And kind parents just let them frisk and play for all work and no play makes one a dull boy