“Big Brown Box,” Friend, Sept. 1987, 30–31
Big Brown Box
A big brown box is, oh, such fun
To play with in the backyard sun!
Step inside, and there you are—
Zooming to a far-off star!
Turn it down and crawl inside—
A perfect spot in which to hide
From robbers who might just be near.
Stop! Be still so they won’t hear.
Fill it up! Let it down.
Chug-a-chug—ride off to town!
Turn it up—pretend to float.
Come on, mates, let’s sail our boat!
Mother calls while we are here,
“How do those children disappear?”
A big brown box is, oh, such fun
To play with in the backyard sun!
Illustrated by Julie F. Young