Jayaha, the ameoba for the chemistry lab, was shy but she had a cause
She had a mission – she wanted to be emancipated
She asked me to be her spokesperson
Because she sensed I was a girl who would not say no
I was young then, and she was right.
My lab partner had gone to the bathroom when I got my chance at the microscope.
Jayaha was waving a sign that said “help me!”
She was holding it with the tiniest pseudopod I had ever seen.
By the time my partner got back Jayaha was in a slide in my pocket.
Why couldn’t she stand up to her relatives herself you ask?
Have you forgotten that ameoba has no backbone?
Written 5/18/2019
Poetry Contest: Dial it Back
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
Categories:
pseudopod, funny,
Form: Free verse
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Categories:
pseudopod, health,
Form: Haiku