My name is Bea.
I like to spell
As you’ll soon see.
First I’ll share an anecdote
About my parents and little me.
It happened on last Purim
When I suffered from staphylococci.
Mother asked me, “What is wrong?
Do you have an odontalgia,
Or is it just psoriasis
Curable with anesthesia?”
“It’s neither, mom” I replied back,
“Though I like your medical knowledge.
But just give me an antipyretic:
I have an infection, please acknowledge.”
After treatment, I’m pleased to say,
I could enjoy the festive milieu.
I got to dress up as the king,
And I’m curious, how about you?
I should tell you I’m in third grade,
And I go to school without a fuss.
I have lots of freckles and blue eyes
And they say I’m cymotrichous.
I’m autochthonous of Illinois,
But my planned démarche is to leave;
I have the prospicience to know
That somewhere else I can achieve.
My favorite place from history
Is not antediluvian.
It is Aristotle’s Lyceum,
The perfect place of learning to be in.
I’ve started painting as a hobby
In the chiaroscurist’s style,
But my preferred pastime is the luge,
A kamikaze run down a snowy mile.
I have a second story to share,
One that’s elegiacal and morose.
But I won’t be a spoliator
And tell you which parts are gross.
Last week in our bio lab
We got to dissect two frogs.
One was stiff as a sarcophagus,
But the other could still hop on logs.
When my lab partner Becky had left
(She’s pococurante at best),
I snatched the breathing amphibian
And gave a vivisepulture in a nest.
(Isn’t that such a euonym?
I can’t think of a better name.
It fits its Ursprache so nicely,
It puts “appoggiatura” to shame.)
Though we had to give it blood tests—
I would use the stromuhr
While Becky held the serrefine—
I couldn’t harm or kill it, either/or.
Now the other frog, the dead one,
Had xanthosis of the skin.
All the girls screamed in disgust,
But I just dug right in.
That was my last yarn (not of fibranne)
That I have to share with you now.
For me writing is a succedaneum
And a guerdon that brings me close to Tao.
I hope you enjoyed my poem,
It took much thought to elucubrate.
I’m sorry if I showed logorrhea,
But more of these I shall soon create.