Once again Angel Sammys and and Teddys Pawetatonc have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below. Please to Enjoy
Terry liked to read, that wasn’t any flex
He liked wizards the kind who could produce a hex
Tonight Terry was going to read something that challenged his friends’ intellects
It was a book from the high school library all about sex
Terry knew he had to read the book on the down low
Sex books were something about which moms always say no
But there were things in the book he had to know
And decided to read it using a flashlight’s glow
Anxious to read Terry said early good nights
Then reached under the covers for his flashlight
Eager to read some unknown delights
That would soon be in plain sight
But, what he read made his numb
He wished he hadn’t asked where babies come from
He would have to question his time dad asked if she were going to come
And he would have to kill his dad if he really did that to his mom
Terry’s stomach began to churn
This book was meant to burn
Why did he have a quest to learn?
If there was something strange about him was his concern
Until he could burn it Terry kept it under his bed
That morning his mom noticed Terry was acting out of his head
After he left his mother went upstairs knowing and said
what caused his behavior were questions about how he was bred
When she found the book she was not mad
Although his getting older did make her sad
He was once a sweet lad
She took the book, wrote on it “you could learn a lot from this” and gave it to Terry’s dad












