A Poem For National Poetry Month

I love Jack Prelutsky. He writes phenomenal poems for kids that are engaging and funny and introduce fabulous vocabulary words.  I opened up his book “Something Big Has Been Here” and found this wonderful poem.

I Met A Rat Of Culture (you really should read this out loud to someone!)

I met a rat of culture
who was elegantly dressed
in a pair of velvet trousers
and a silver buttoned vest,
he related ancient proverbs
and recited poetry,
he spoke a dozen languages,
eleven more than me.

That rat was perspicacious,
and had cogent things to say
on bionics, economics
hydroponics, and ballet
he instructed me in sculpture,
he shed light on keeping bees,
then he painted an acrylic
of an abstract view of cheese.

He had circled the equator,
he had visited the poles,
he extolled the art of sailing
while he baked assorted rolls,
he wove a woolen carpet
and he shaped a porcelain pot,
then he sang an operetta
while he danced a slow gavotte.

He was versed in aviation,
an authority on trains,
all of botany and baseball
were contained within his brains,
he knew chemistry and physics,
he had taught himself to sew,
to my knowledge, there was nothing
that the rodent did not know.

He was vastly more accomplished
than the billions of his kin,
he performed a brief sonata
on a tiny violin,
but he squealed and promptly vanished
at the entrance of my cat,
for despite his erudition,
he was nothing but a rat.