A Funny Kids Fort
There once was a playful little boy his imagination 'Oh' how it would soar
dreaming of nights of dragons and forts becoming the warlord of his blankets
and cardboard.
On a weekend day he requested to build a fort so the dragon he could slay
all the time his little mind running into overplay.
So being a kind mother him having no brothers or others
I gave him free rein not knowing his fort would look so strange.
From room to room he ran with delight grabbing any item in sight
preparing for his brave and final dragon fight.
Chairs were moved and tables were flipped even our cat would hiss and spit
while Polly our parrot sang Oprah in the background with a nervous twitch.
Finally, hours later and all out of breath he runs to my room his small hands
tugging and pulling yelling for me to come see his display.
With a large gasp my breath had escaped, what a colorful sight I did see
as he jumped up and down screaming whoopee!
All my panties were hanging at the top each one a special window
so he could see the dragon coming for him to slay all looking like a windsock.
His choice of weapons with colors of red, black and pink were all
of my thongs he had carefully turned into sling-shots.
Each one holding a hard candy he had proceeded to suck on
so they would all stay in place and lined up ready for his offense.
With a gentle pat on his head and a forced smile of dread into the fort we slid
while waiting on the dragon we ate candy looking out his windows ahead.
T Reams 10/11/2015 Contest Sponsored by: 'Team Poetry Soup'
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