Hola, Ms. Bradley                   [Part 1 of my High School Trilogy]

 

An original poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Consider reading along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

 

The front of Floyd Central High School, home of the Highlanders.

 

INTRO

 

Here's a poem I've written about,

 

A future Floyds Knobs favorite son.

 

A young man who dreams of getting out,

 

Beyond the range of 88.1...

 

 

CHORUS

 

Hola, Ms. Bradley.

 

I need you, so badly.

 

To round up a lot,

 

Give it all that you've got.

 

Lest my education end sadly.

 

Please, help me, Ms. Bradley.

 

 

VERSE 1

 

So hard I have trained,

 

For the valedictorian speech.

 

My gray matter has been strained,

 

By the romance language that you teach.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

You know I have the cunning,

 

To excel at Yale or Princeton.

 

So help me stay in the running,

 

For ranking slot number one.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Please help me, Ms. Bradley,

 

I need an A badly.

 

So round up a lot,

 

Give it all that you've got.

 

Lest my time in prep school end sadly.

 

Please, help me, Ms. Bradley.

 

 

BRIDGE

 

To be #1 would determine whether,

 

My horizons are blessed with fair weather.

 

So I'm here on my knees before Heather.

 

But there's a better way to implore her:

 

Like they do south of the border.

 

Where the word for Heather is Brezo.

 

I know this because Google says so.

 

But, unfortunately, I don't have the time,

 

To translate into Spanish using rhyme.

 

But a Haiku I can write, without a sweat,

 

To sway a lovely short haired brunette:

 

 

Harvard has Hoosiers,

 

But the Ivy League still needs

 

Students from Floyds Knobs.

 

The sign in front of Floyd Central High School, containing a message about graduation on Sunday June 3, 2018.

 

VERSE 3

 

Come on teach, what do you say?

 

Don't fret over what I may know.

 

A little help with my GPA,

 

And my future is gonna be bueno.

 

 

VERSE 4

 

Don't worry about justice or prudence,

 

As you increase my chance to star.

 

When the band, without it's senior students,

 

Plays "Pomp and Circumstance" by Elgar.

 

 

VERSE 5

 

On Youtube's servers I will store,

 

A recording of my "V" address.

 

Within will be: "Ms Bradley, por favor!"

 

Cornell's admissions team will be impressed.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Please help me, Ms. Bradley,

 

I need an A badly.

 

So round up a lot,

 

Give it all that you've got.

 

Sorry to put you on the spot.

 

Lest my time as a Highlander end sadly.

 

Please, help me, Ms. Bradley.

 

 

The End.

 

 

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