OK so here is my poem... It is kind of random. Some parts don't flow,
But BARE WITH ME!!! This was an assignment BTW, so yeah... if you were wondering...
The History Textbook
I was coming home from school one day,
Passing the park where the children play.
Listening to the cute little birds,
Ignoring all the gifted nerds.
I spotted a cat in the grass by the brook …
When all of a sudden I tripped on a book!
I fell in a puddle, dirty with mud,
Then decided to eat a spud.
When I got up I looked at the ground,
Mad because I had almost drowned.
I looked in front of me and there I saw
A history book, by: Louis McFlaw.
I picked it up, flipped through the pages,
Saw it was all about the Middle Ages!
As soon as I got to the door of my house,
My mother came out, with her bright purple blouse.
She let me enter, asked how I was,
Offered me some of her pink candy fuzz.
I took a handful and went upstairs,
Sat down in one of our big, poofy chairs.
I took out the textbook, still a bit damp,
Then turned on the tall orange lamp.
I opened the book to the very first page,
Read a bit and got very engaged.
Every inch of words fascinated me,
I read to page six hundred and three!
When my mom called me for dinner,
I realized we were eating with Ms. Skinner.
Ms. Skinner was my teacher in second grade,
The one of whom everyone was afraid.
So I just stayed upstairs, in my big poofy chair,
Reading while I ate a pear.
When Ms. Skinner finally left,
I was learning about Middle-Aged theft.
My mom told me to go to bed,
But then I stayed up, and read instead.
From that point on, the book was my life,
We even married, became husband and wife.
Then we lived happily forever,
Glad because we were always together.
TA DA! THE END! THANK YOU FOR READING!
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