[Masa]

All young men have a curiosity,
Unwavering,
A curiosity to the unknown,
So laboring...

Thirteen hundred hours after zero,
For me, study,
For her, a pleasant day of outdoor gym,
It was muddy...

She took the showers as I the hall,
My eye's were brown,
I had mistook the rooms, switched them in fact,
She wore no gown...

Here I am, just as Fate wished it to be,
Thrown out the door,
A curiosity to the unknown,
Not anymore...

[tranquildrifter]

He he. Very nice. Clever too.

[Phonoho]

Peeping Masa? Be careful there, as this curiosity will soon become a hunger. In the fifth grade, I garnered three good licks from the school principal's paddle for standing on the shoulders of Calvin Webb to peek through a crack in the window of the girls gymnasium dressing room. Didn't see a damn thing but we got punished anyway.

[angel]

excellent piece masa. good 1

[Masa]

Thanks everyone, glad you liked it!

Hehehe, don't worry Phonoho, I'm not a Peeping Tom. I just tease about it since I'm blind and the girls' locker room has a broken lock, chances are one day I'll have a headache, I'll go to the halls in order to wash my face, and I'll end up in the wrong room...

As a matter of fact I am hungry... I should go grab some breakfast!... it's ten... then an early lunch it is!

[Aldo Rossi]

I liked it a lot. I think poems (especially funny ones) have to have a great last couple lines...and yours does.

[Masa]

Thanks! I like it when people find my poems amusing, I like making people smile, that makes me feel good about my working.