part one
The power of books, or, What to do to avoid a spanking
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It seems to me,
when I was a kid,
I was always
getting into some
sort of mischief.
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I was always
getting caught, too,
and, then,
soundly spanked.
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“Just wait til your father comes home!” My mother would say to me.
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And I wondered,
What could I do to avoid any further spankings?
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And, then,
the answer came to me,
and it came to me,
in the form of a book,
… and it was good.
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And, so, knowing a
spanking was imminent,
I went to the study,
and found the thickest
book on the shelf, and
then
concealed that book
in the
back-side of my pants.
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Then, later,
as fore-told, my father
came home from work,
heard what I had done,
stormed into my room,
dropped me over his knee,
pulled down my pants,
***
and, then
got lost in a good book.
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“Son, this is going to
hurt me more than
it’s going to hurt you …
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… They call me, Ishmael …”
.
The best-friend the human race has ever known. 
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