Reading books with Ry

Alexander only had a bus TOKEN.
He’d made poor choices,
had no KNACK for saving.
Left with only melted dreams
of chocolate bars & baseball cards.
A lonely pig found a friend
and they began to rhyme.
Thought they were SWANK
as they sat on the PLANK
filling pages that were BLANK.
Notebook resting on one’s FLANK,
neither cared if the other stank.
Together they ate and drank.
Learning to read, let’s be frank,
is better than money in the bank.

Heather