Thursday, March 1, 2007

Wrestling

My tummy hurt
So I slipped out of the top of our bunkbed
As quietly as I could
Like a ninja
In footie pajamas.
I opened the door of my parents room
And ran straight back to our room
To wake Tommy up.

"Tom, mom and dad are
Wrestling,
And I think
Mom's winning!"

So,
We put on our capes
And charged.

3 comments:

Drake Brookfield said...

Jake, I love it...and by love it I mean its gross...too bad its true...I hope you feel better

Jeremy said...

and again i say rejoice

The Traditional Plastic said...

probably one of the funniest poems i have ever read...in my life...ever...and nostalgic...