Ingenuous

"Ingenuous"

My name is Ingenuous,
A “gift” from my Mother,
who wanted her son
to be honest with others.

Honest and open,
straightforward and frank;
these things I am not,
for which she is to thank.

Each year of my schoolin’,
all eight of ‘em spent,
the Schoolmarm would lecture
on what my name meant.

As I sat in my desk
sadly shakin’ my head,
my classmates would giggle.
My face turned bright red.

Out on the playground
I taught them a lesson.
Made sure that they knew just
with whom they were messin’.

When through with the boys,
I chased all the girls.
I yanked on their pigtails
and pulled on their curls.

By the age of fourteen,
my teacher cried, “Gracious!
I believe your dear mother
should have named you Salacious!”

Dear reader,

Thanks for dropping by to enjoy "Ingenuous."
If you're interested in more poems or songs that tell tales of the old west you might also enjoy the following:

The Fat Outlaw  (13+) A poem or song about a captured outlaw whose punishment goes awry. #1570703 by George R. Lasher

The Red Tambourine  (E) A song with a south of the border flare #1557932 by George R. Lasher

Kindest regards,
George
"Welcome to my imagination."