This one isn't one of my anti conformist ones, it's a metaphor for an inside joke me and one of my friends made up. I used it in English and my teacher accused me of plagiarising, even though it was completely original.
There once was a boy
And he said to the chef
"Chef I would like some pizza"
The chef looked at him
And said with a grin
You'll have to get through mizza
Well the boy he was sad
Because he really really had
Wanted his pizza and grapes
So himself he did tell
As he pulled out his cell
"I'll just call Shadout Mapes"
Now Shadout Mapes
Didn't care much for grapes
But agreed to free the boy
So he could have his pizza
And shout hurrah
While Mapes acted as the decoy.
So the boy, he ran
As fast as a boy can,
Till he finally he prevailed
He asked for some grapes
But to bad, for Shadout Mapes
Had ultimately failed.
Well the chef was mad
When they found that the boy had
Used Mapes as a distraction
So he could get his pizza
While Mapes used anaesthesia
To keep the chef out of action.
Now the chef was enraged
So they engaged
In a classic game of sumo
With the young boy who
Very well knew
When it came to sumo he was a pseudo.
The boy somehow won
And knew he was done
He could finally have his prize.
But he was appalled
The chef had ate it all
With a vengeful look in their eyes.
The end.
I changed some bits, like taking out Shadout Mapes (a character from
Dune).
Edit: Misread the thread XP
I like the poems.
“In the course of twenty crowded years, one parts with many illusions. I did not wish to lose the early ones. Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen again.” -Jim Burden (My Ántonia)