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Love Potion Number 9

Wearing thick glasses
and braces on her buck teeth,
Professor Harriet carried
her pile of books while accidentally 
stepping into the wet cement,
going into her lab to go wash up,
afterwards she decided to work 
on a different kind of experiment,
tired of feeling nutty, mousey,
klutzy and insecure,
she whipped up a concoction
that would surely help her to score,
having a mad crush on one of
the other professors who also
like her had a very high I.Q.,
she wanted a relationship
that was more than "how
do you do?"
taking the lab beakers and
mixing her ingredients,
she guzzled down the
fizzing liquid speedily,
feeling at once more
attractive and confident,
this time when outside she
stepped around the wet cement,
going into the professor's break
room for a bite to eat,
she saw Professor Jerry
and sat beside him in 
an empty seat,
batting her eyes and smiling
all the while,
Professor Jerry asked if something
was wrong with her eye,
Harriet nodded no and shook her
hair out of her bun,
swirling her long mane all around
and getting hair in all hers and 
Prof. Jerry's open stunned mouth,
she apologized and asked Jerry out,
Jerry blushed, got up, tripped
and fell down,
saying shyly with his buck
teeth, "I guess so, why not!"
Harriet said how about after school,
he fumbled for his composure
and finally said, "alright!"
So a couple of hours later
Professor Harriet got ready 
for her first date at age 38,
still feeling attractive and
confident at any rate,
all at once hearing her
door bell ring on time,
making sure she had an
extra dose for her date
of love potion number 9...
6 months later they
got married and settled
in the suburbs,
where today they live with
their 3 little kids who like them
wear thick glasses and
are all nutty brainiacs!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 10/26/2016 8:17:00 AM
You know, I always thought it was "Madame Gnu" and recently I found out it was "Madame Rue." Great story, took a different turn than I expected but I'm very happy for the whizzes and their little flock of nerdlets! Now you got me thinking. Who was that Alabama woman they sing about? The witch or wizardess or whatever? Darn. Google time. Some c&w song. No, southern rock probably. I'll get back atcha! Nuff for today. Thanks for the reading material and chuckles! ~ j
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Date: 8/8/2016 9:00:00 PM
Great story!
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 8/9/2016 7:07:00 AM
Thanks Mike, appreciate it!:)
Date: 8/8/2016 4:45:00 PM
Well the title hooked me to start with cheryl, remembering the old song from the 50's, But wow, the poetry and the story just blew me away.. Amazing write love it.
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 8/8/2016 8:27:00 PM
Thanks Larry, its my take on a female nutty professor!:)

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