Throwing darts, bulletin boards &

girls with matching journals.

Classroom is in session,

a fish climbs a tree as a hurdle.

 

It isn't very appetising,

Move on, time to study lunch.

Think outside the box,

wake up with Captain Crunch.

 

A boy sits down with a stack of papers,

Clustered by a red velvety hue.

He puts on his glasses,

and dreams a dream or two. 

 

Sail the 7 sees and

accidentally go to hell.

Turn the wheel back at the edge of the earth,

meet a leprechaun who says

"well...well...

Look who we've got here,

If not a pirate of the sea!

Looking for some ancient booty.

and a sailors secret pint to set you free!

 

I will give thee all the treasures,

from the trunk way down below.

Far greater than the adventures found following a rainbow!

 

With leafs more than of clover, and a joker of all trades luck,

if you can complete this riddle

and have more than a million buck!"

 

Breathes in the sea, as the vessel rocks far from lands sand.

Seagull in the sky, a slight tension of being scammed...

 

The boy looked ahead,

with eyes of fury.

a challenge he sees,

No! He has nothing to worry!

 

"well a funny little thing

splits a toad from a frog 

tell me who you is who

and I shall end my monologue "

 

The boy took a second. Put a thumb to his lips and pressed. If it's not but a riddle about true loves kiss!

 

But the ocean water sighs, the curtains came a part.

And the leprechaun was nothing but merged letters and some marks.

On a white piece of paper,

in a big brown room.

The little boy could have sworn his imagination wasn't this vivid to bloom.

 

So cute little Jimmy sat down and settled in.

The teacher put down his book and whispered, taking the mayo off his chin.

"The frog is smooth and moist... you'll just be fine kiddo."

"Reality's for grownups" he chuckles, staring out the window.