- Home Paladin of the Playground?  
By: Hubert Wilson

Back in elementary school.
Every small kid felt like a fool.
Reigning over these lilliputians of recess.
Nocticeably larger offspring as monarchs of genetic excess.
Always taking the picayune's lunch money.
Revelling mammoth robbers thought it profitable and funny.
Daring the timid miniscule to fight back!

Made to endure the likes of the dreaded 'double outside wet wedgie' attack.
All diminutive progeny wished for relief -
even if it was ever so brief.
Day one of the new school year would produce a champion of these oppressed gnomes?
Over the summer a new bigger student visited all apprehensive bantams in their homes.
For only one day's lunch money in advance - all attacks would be deterred.
Flabbergasted at that first school day to learn, their paladin - Bernie Madoff with their money - had already transferred!

About this poem:
With apololgies to Richard Boone

Copyright © 2010 by Hubert Wilson & ilovepoetry.com

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