The New Poet

This entry is about my AP English teacher, Ms. Mefferd,or Ms. Mef, as I call her.

Our first is a small lady smart but kind.

Beware: her sharp tongue is easy to find.

Her witty and clever barbs are many,

But all would admit that she is funny.

Brand new, she is, to our collecting game,

Her morning followers push her to fame

That comes to the one who collects the most.

Tis her all the others would have to toast.

This beautiful lady with long blond hair

Is not truly driven to be the heir

Of her followers former victories.

Uneasy is she with the histories

Of the competition this collecting

Has grown over the years of selecting

The traveler with the most offerings

As winners when the poor are suffering.

Christmas and Vanilla Ice are her loves.

Faithful and true she is to her soul-dove.

So, in good faith and honor she travels

To Philpotus with all of her rivals.