My very first attempt at writing a poem

DR. G R E E N G R A V E

A ll alone in the
  B ig house a-
    C ross the street,
      D welt the
        E ffervescent,
           F lamboyant Doctor
             G reengrave.

H ow this
   I llustrious gentleman kept his
     J ealousy hidden from his
       K indred for so
          L ong is a puzzlement to the
            M ind of man.

N evertheless, because the
   O peration to remove a
      P ellet from his gullet--
        Q ueer as it may seem--
           R esulted in his green color, he was

S tung by unkind remarks of small
   T ykes who passed him on the street. He
     U sually became depressed and ended up
       V isiting his friends on
        W ard
          X, off the
             Y ellow Room, at the
               Z oological Gardens.


Maybe it's not a poem yet, but it was my first effort in the graduate class, Writing Across the Curriculum, Benton High School, Summer, 1984, taught by Sue Perry, to whom I will always be grateful.