My Best Poem

So, a little context for this poem. At school we, the students, were assigned a family traditions project. Becuase my family is boring due to lack of religion, heiritage connections, and etc. I decided to make fun of my family and my Mom's obsession of Hallmark movies. It's easiest to read this in a light rap tone. Have fun!

As Thanksgiving comes to an end

We sleep that night, all snug in our beds

The creaking of the floorboards, the hum of the tv,

Words saying from Hallmark to me

Now, you may wonder “Who is up at this hour?”

I can assure you it’s not my brother taking a shower

Nor my sister, for she is on Tik Tok much to my dismay

My father is snoring, so I can now sort this mystery away

It is my Mother, up at night

Sitting in the flat screen’s glowing light

Hallmark movies, she watches with glee

As I try to reason why the birds work for the Bourgeoisie