Welcome all to day 12 of the challenge I've set myself to post a poem every day for the remainder of the year and to include a new and unfamiliar word each time.
Word of the day facetious meaning "treating serious issues with deliberately inappropriate humour; flippant"
The Lecture
The facetious youth sat in back
His tongue hanging low
All the while his eyes on the teachers rack
The youth in an attempt at allure
Bided his time taking notes
Calculating whether he might be her cure
What might she do when not so tightly bound
He pondered this in her hand white chalk
But his imagination was filled with less innocent sound
He sat erect leaning forward
Hoping she may notice
Yet as she scrawled his thoughts remained as always untoward
He licked his lip
She raised a brow
His eyes practically trip
Now he with a knowing blush
She offers a grin
She tells him not to rush
But to pack his things up
History is across the hall
The youth turns red rises up
After all that mooning
He's out the door off for study
No more time for swooning.
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