Define a happy medium”
My teacher said to me
I didn’t pause or hesitate:
My auntie, Ms. McGee
The classroom snickered and the teach
Did snort and lift his nose
And spoke with his accustomed screech
“And how do you propose
That Ms. McGee fits this request
In English or in Math?
Or will you, sir, if duly pressed
Admit you’re off the path?”
Oh not at all, I said with glee --
I do so love my boasts --
You see, my auntie, Ms. McGee
Communicates with ghosts
And though she’s often foul and rude
And curses as she smokes
You must observe her glowing mood
As she performs her hoax
The table shakes, the flames blow out
The patrons, do pay up
In consultations with her scout
It overflows, her cup
So yes I do stand by my words
A happy medium
And basking in her trade’s rewards
She fears no tedium
Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2769718-2021-Form-Poetry-Rounds---January?c=1172149023
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