The assignment this semester for my poetry class is to write poems everyday and at the end compile them into a manuscript. What do you think of this poem?
Super Bowl Sunday—Hooray, Hooray!
Today is Super Bowl Sunday
I have ready my purple and black,
preparing for the 49ers attack.
The cake is made
and I bought the Mike’s Hard Lemonade;
but the cake is cool, I may add,
fondant with logos, I’m not mad
that the baker put more yellow and red,
instead of purple and black, but I misread;
“my neighbors are 49er fans,
so instead of the ban,
make the Ravens and 49ers the same,
and put a football field, by name.”
But, the neighbors did ohhh and ahh,
amazed by the decadence and hoopla;
it should be a good cake,
and the memories that we will make.