Something on which to chew

(National Poetry Month, Day 30) We wrap up National Poetry Month with a tasty morsel: a favorite poem from middle school forensic competitions of days of yore. Peanut-Butter Sandwich by Shel Silverstein I’ll sing you a poem of a silly young king Who played with the world at the end of a string, But he only loved one single thing— And that was just … Read More Something on which to chew