R is for Rob, by a bus was he pinned

R is for Rob, by a bus was he pinned
04/21/2008 - National Poetry Month post #24, part of The Unlucky Twenty-Six

At Marrow Moor Middle the wrestling team
had won every meet because of Rob Beam,
whose strength on the mat was far more than supreme;
his opponents all gave him the highest esteem.

But Rob, only twelve, felt a twinge of frustration.
He thought with more fame he'd earn more adulation
but he'd already beat the best foes in the nation;
he needed to wrestle the rest of creation.

He challenged a senior at Marrow Moor High.
Rob beat him so badly he started to cry,
so Rob said he'd wrestle two girls and a guy,
but in all Marrow Moor not a soul would apply.

So he wrestled three pit bulls to keep in good shape,
six convicts in prison who couldn't escape,
and he had to go down to the zoo on the Cape
to wrestle a tiger, a bear, and an ape.

But it wasn't enough for young Rob, who loved fame.
He decided he needed to wrestle big game.
Serengeti was where he would find true acclaim!
So the largest of beasts he set out to tame.

The gators and crocs took no time at all,
and it took just one minute for the lion to fall,
and the match with the rhino turned into a brawl,
and the bull elephant disobeyed protocol.

Rob started home happy, having made quite a mark,
but before he got on his flight through Denmark
he had the bus driver pull over and park
so he could warm down with a huge tiger shark.

While Rob dried off and was taking a break,
the driver forgot the emergency brake.
The bus rolled quite fast due to his great mistake,
and it flattened Rob Beam just like a pancake.

One of my writing goals for 2008 is to write at least one light verse or poem every week in addition to my haiku wednesday and fiction friday posts. I will try to do this on Mondays.