Poetry Thursday

 

  

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