frank mestre


It's An Itch! - Poem by frank mestre

IT’S AN ITCH

It’s a bright sunny day. ‘Where shall we go? ’
‘For a walk? ’ ’No! ’ ‘A drive? ‘ No! ’ ‘The beach? ’ ‘ No! ’
‘I know! ’ Said mum. ‘Not been there for a while.’
‘London Zoo.’ Yes, yes. That brought them a smile

Alligators, zebras, elephants. They were all there
Quite a menagerie for of us all to stare
‘Where are the monkeys? ’ Asked my three year old.
“Turn right at the penguins.” I was told.

Baboons, chimps gibbons swinging and meddling
When they saw our nuts, they started pleading
Gorillas next, seated on a branch, a female sat. In obvious pleasure
What happened next is quite a treasure.

With her legs ‘in the birth’ position, ‘You know? ’
She proceeded to play a ‘tune’ on her banjo
In no time a crowd had gathered in that space
Gapping and gawping as her memento gathered pace

Visualize…. Us at the front, surrounded, so to speak.
DAD, What’s she doing? In a loud shriek
(think, think) a million eyes piercing, , breaths being held.
DAD. WHAT IS SHE DOING? She delved.

‘She’s got an itch’

An exhalation of breaths. Relief! ! ! Saved! !

This was a true story.


Comments about It's An Itch! by frank mestre

  • Hans Vr (12/3/2011 6:11:00 AM)


    wow, it gives me a smile.
    Your rhymes are fluent
    Keep writing, Frank.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 3, 2011



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