THOMAS' TALES

"He's a Truant, Mathmetically-challenged Storyteller." ~Mr. Smith

Young Thomas, sighing anxiously,

Approached the classroom door.

Mr. Smith hated latecomers, 

Thomas was about an hour.

 

Brandishing his bag, 

He swung the classroom door ajar.

The class fell deathly silent; 

Mr. Smith rose up for war.

 

"I can't allow you into class,

you reckless child, you truant.

I can't forgive your tardiness,

Be gone at once; you nuisance.

 

"But sir I have a story

I trust you'd really die to hear.

Not one of dog-eat-homework,

One convincingly more queer."

 

Mr. Smith was the type 

Who liked to play things by the book.

But today he couldn't help himself,

"Go on, you blimey crook."

 

"I woke up at the crack  of dawn,

Eager to get to class.

My thirst for education ripe,

I hit the road steadfast.

 

My home's along the eastern wall,

Across the Haunted Forest.

It's ill advised to cross alone,

Today, though had me curious.

 

Barely had I sauntered in,

'Fore a wispy voice of lore implored.

"Who dares to roam so carelessly;

Into lands decrepit and forlorn."

 

"Most people, young and old,

Would've made a dash for freedom.

In truth, I too, shook within,

But turned around in wisdom:

 

Who dares to bother question,

A man of my esteem.

Come out at once you beastly form;

Or I shall come to thee.

 

The Ogre, obviously nonplussed,

Stepped slowly from the shadows.

Distracted by my sense of self,

"Who are you," did he bellow.

 

"Thomas from the Eastern Wall,

Is what I promptly said.

"T'would do you so much better,

If we got along instead."

 

"Thomas from the East,

Answer me, this humble riddle.

Right, you carry on,

Wrong, I split you down the middle.

 

Women, females, mates 

They are a wonder to behold. 

Together, we slip apart,

Apart, together we can-not hold."

 

"A teacher of mine, 

Told me once in class,

Dear boy, there's nothing at all.

That can't be solved 

by the power of math,

Down to a decimal.

 

Ogre, sir, I'm sure you've had,

Your fill of tasty men.

Sweet to the tongue, full to the tum,

But non-nutritious to the head.

 

Before thee stands,

Eight years of wisdom,

In human years; immense.

T'would be foolish,

T'devour it fully; 

Based on a riddle,

with single chance.

 

I offer to counter, Ogre, sir,

With that which evens 

Out the odds.

Nothing other comes to

Mind,

Than solving Friday's

Equation.

 

If X and Y is 73,

Yet X by Y is 70.

Solve X,

Prove Y,

30 marks... 

Time left in minutes; 

Twenty. 

 

It was at this point,

Thomas bowed his head

And looked right at the floor.

 

"The Ogre, 

For the life of him,

Could not even believe.

We'd waste our time,

multiplying,

Without planting a

single seed."

 

GET OUT! "

~M.Babu~

Author's Note

the_little_truant_by_meluseena

Reviews

[emmajoy]

This really is a fine piece of writing, love the humour and meter (some a little off) . Plus, you've created a hero, an anti-hero and a mathematical riddle that is almost understandable! That takes some doing.

Just read your poem again and am impressed with its meaning, a touch of courage and bravado... but i rather think a clever lad.. and cheeky with it! Leaving with a smile.

[Daisy Moon]

I really liked the main character, he's pretty clever and gave me quite a laugh!

[ms. barrie]

oh my, what an engaging, story poem this is! very whimsical, tantalizing humour
and quite original. stunning imagery & flow...I also enjoyed the dictation.
math is evil tho' lol...brilliant write.
Thank you for sharing (:
~ x.x. - barrie

[M.Babu]

Thanks for taking the time, miss barrie!
Honored, by your kind words!
~M.Babu~

[JayceeC]

Fun little story, although the math equation decided all odds, I think. Cute little tale that had a humorous ending,.meant for entertainment, so goes math matter? I'm on a long weekend, so not today.

[Cyndy Robinson]

I enjoyed this! A poetic story! Lots of fun and catches the impudence of youth very well. Thanks for the great read!

[M.Babu]

Thank you dear Cyndy. Such a kind review!
~M.Babu~

[Amber Lily]

Well that was a cute little tale! I must say you had a very good rhyme going on, it looks like you spent some time on this. I can only imagine a kid running into class with a story like this! Great write :)

[M.Babu]

Many thanks Amber!
I enjoyed writing this one.

[John Butler]

I really enjoyed this. It took a lot of thought and time to construct this I expect. The story, rhyme,message, humour within has paid off. This is a wonderful write. Bravo! :-D

[M.Babu]

Thanks for reading, sir! Glad it managed to connect.
~M.Babu~

[Bear]

Ha! Ha! Ha! To face disgrace is common place but fool me not in your haste, to lay waste the knowledge graced upon the title teacher even though ogre he or she may be :~) Clap! Clap! Clap!

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good ending to the excellent poetry. I liked how you set-up the ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[M.Babu]

Thank you Coyote! Such kind words...humbled.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem and you are welcome.

[Dayran]

Its a great poem about growing up. ...................

[M.Babu]

Thank you sir. The motives are varied...honored!