Reading to My Son’s Class on Dead Poets Day

Mind you, most parents would pick
a stupid Seuss story and read it quick,
but those were things read long ago
when TVs had rabbit ears and winters snow.
Now kids understand the value of time
and their tastes for entertainment are far more refined.

Kids love poetry; they love to tell jokes,
and since this is about them, I've decided to do both.
So in honor of the day, I say
we must find a poet to put in a grave.

The kids look up, startled a bit,
but I assure them it's easy because poets aren't fit
so the odds of one winning a fight are slim
and I wink at the teacher as there's a bit of the poet in him.

I then recite The Walrus and the Buffalo
because kids love aged men who are full of woe,
which brings me next to Sylvia Plath
because that crazy bitch always makes me laugh.

Then I get an idea that's so sublime.
But would it be indulgent to read one of mine?
I could because I've written quite a few
and it would only be indulgent if I read them two.

Once I have finished speaking my lines
I realize fifty minutes wasn't enough time.
But the teacher jumps saying I must be on my way
and I leave to the acclaim only silence can convey.

Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief


9 Comments

  1. gwengrant says:

    Totally love this!
    Gwen.

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    1. luvgoodcarp says:

      Thanks, Gwen. I really appreciate it.

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  2. The reading was probably a roaring success but even if not, the retelling is!

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    1. luvgoodcarp says:

      Haha. Thanks, Geoff.

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  3. Adelheid says:

    I love this!

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    1. luvgoodcarp says:

      Thanks, Adelheid.

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      1. Adelheid says:

        You’re welcome!

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  4. JeanMarie says:

    Ah yes. The sound of silence. It’s a real ego booster. 🙂

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    1. luvgoodcarp says:

      Haha. Like the sounds of crickets.

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