My brother likes to act real big, but it was me who saved the day!
|Writer's Cramp: Use nacho chips, a sock monkey and your weird uncle. Can be a poem (20 lines) or short story (1,000 words.)|
My Brave Monkey, Spunky
Weird Uncle Bunky gave me a funny sock monkey.
It wasn’t what I wanted, but I christened it Spunky.
Spunky didn’t do anything but lie around and mope.
So my older brother, Bill, kept calling him a dope,
said I'd given Spunky a name that didn’t fit.
I hated all the teasing and asked him if he’d quit,
but brothers have a way of never ever stopping.
So when my mother said she was going shopping,
I darted down the stairs and hopped into the car.
My mother drove us both, but the store was not too far,
And on the way we saw a man playing a guitar!
We bought some nacho chips and salsa in a jar.
Then started home, but stopped when the auto had a flat.
While Mother started changing it, she cried, "Oh, no a rat!"
It ran beneath the car, scared as it could be.
Mother stood there shaking, and the rat just looked at me.
I tossed my Spunky at it, and the rat went running off.
Mother called me "hero," my brother whispered “Show off!”
I dusted off my monkey and wrote to Uncle Bunky,
And told him all about my brave monkey, Spunky!