Impromptu Verse

Back when I was in 10th grade, our English teacher asked us to come up with a poem built on the “June, spoon, moon” rhymes.
Never before, and never since, did I come up with a rhyme so quickly; my hand shot up almost immediately.
“Already?” the teacher asked. “Let’s hear it.”
And here is the verse:

If I hear one more tune
about some silly goon
who says he wants to croon
beneath the golden moon
on some sweet night in June—–
I think I’ll throw a spoon!


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