My Limricked Life

On a hot summer day I was born
My mom hospital gown lay torn
I let scream
My Ma said what a dream
And that's the day I took form

I loved my pops and my mother
Loved my sister and my brother
They were all a delight
Except when we'd fight
Then I wished I belong to another

I always excelled in school
I was never anyone's fool
Until 2nd grade
When I misbehaved
Which was very uncool

He said my name rhymed with monkey
Cause people used to call me funky
His face turned red
And from his nose he bled
Cause I hit him with my hand which was chunky

In 7th grade I moved to Praise
I thought those word be better days
They were much worse
I always was hurt
It was sad and always dismayed

9th grade comes I move to MHS
High school honestly was the best
I was on Court and on stage
Quite active in plays
But I have quietly put those days to rest.