Bobby La Bean

A nonsensical Seuss-style poem about an adventurous bean. Enjoy!

Far, far away, in the land of ko-ki-la-leen

There lived a veggie by the name of Bobby la Bean.

He was quite happy, as happy as a veggie could be,

For his life was quite simple, quite fun, and seemingly free.

But Bobby got bored, as most beans will do,

And wanted to do something, something fun, something new.

And right then and there, he suddenly decided,

He wanted an adventure, something truly lopsided.

But his mother, for very strict was she,

Would hear none of it, wouldn’t hear Bobby’s plea.

And so she sent him right off to his bed,

And there Bobby cried, until his face got quite red.

He cried and he cried, until he made up his mind,

He would leave no matter what, ready for whatever he’d find.

And so he set off, deep into the night,

And poor Bobby got scared, and worked up a fright

But still he continued, walked some more and some more

Until morning came, and by then he was so sore.

And right just then, the most peculiar thing took place;

He turned around, and suddenly, he was face to face

With a pretty pink fly, but she was doing something quite odd indeed

She was sobbing and weeping, and Bobby asked, as if out of need

“Why, of why, do you cry little fly?”

“Don’t wallow, don’t sob, and please don’t you sigh”

“If you tell me what’s wrong, help you I may”

“I’ll help you; I’ll fix it, whatever you say”

The little fly hiccupped, then started to speak

In a soft little tone; she was really quite meek.

“I have a problem, a big one you see”

“Look at my hair; it goes down to my knee”

“I think it’s quite ugly, and most will agree”

“All the flies at Fly High do make fun of me”

“I wish it would end, but with all of my hair”

“Everybody’ll notice me; everybody’ll stare”.

“So I’m trying to get rid of it; by pulling it out”

“But it’s really quite hard, and I’m very worn out”.

“So will you help me; that’d be really quite good”

“I’d really appreciate it; if help me you would”.

And so Bobby did, for he was gentle and brave

And he pulled out his shears, then started to shave.

Clump after clump of the little fly’s hair

Fell down and fell down, until there was no more left there!

And now our pink fly was really quite bald.

And it was quite ugly; so she bawled and she bawled.

“Why of why didn’t I just leave it be?”

“Now everybody’ll shudder just at the sight of me”.

And so the fly left, flying higher and higher

And so Bobby’s situation was really quite dire.

What oh what, was a poor bean to do?

And just when he though it couldn’t get worse,

He found himself staring: he was in front of a horse!

And it was a strange colour: it was pink through and through

And Bobby got the feeling that the horse was quite blue

For it was wailing and crying; it was really a sight

And then she started talking; telling Bobby her plight

“Just look at my colour, it’s really quite strange”

“All the horses are different, oh how I wish I could change”.

And so Bobby stared at the horse of a different colour

And then at the others, whose pelts were really quite duller.

“So my horse friend; that’s how you believe it goes”

“But to me it’s not so; you’re prettier than the others from you head to your toes”

“They’re just saying so to make you feel worse;”

“But it’s really not so; you’re a beautiful horse”.

“So go out there and be who you are”

“For inside and out, you’re a shining star”.

And so too the horse left, with a smile big and wide,

And embraced the world, leaving nothing to hide.

And Bobby, contented, kept on walking and going.

Inside he was happy; he was joyous and glowing.

And so Bobby walked, all the way around ko-ki-la-leen

And he found himself somewhere where he’d already been;

He was back at the home of Bobby la bean!

And there on the porch, his mother stood there.

Her face in a scowl and her eyes in a glare.

“Bobby” she scolded “It’s getting quite late”

“And you know what happens to those who tamper with fate”.

 

Author's Note

Any reviews welcome:) xx

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

yeah, I agree with the last reviewer but I do think you need to work on scanning it...to keep a rhythm Good stuff though...have a look at one of mine sometime..it is great to find some pleasant poetry on here

[Brittany]

There was a good message here. Nice job.