I couldn’t read and write so well;
My parents thought I was a drooler
Until one day in our motel
They sent me out to do room cleaning;
And as I did I found while leaning
Under a bed a Playboy stash
And saw the model’s naked gash.
So after ogling her picture
I tried to read her interview
But didn’t have the slightest clue.
Till I remembered teacher’s stricture:
“That’s what the dictionary’s for.”
So kept them in my bedside drawer.