The man, the myth, the legend.

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Fegger was a bright little lad

An intellegent lad was he

When he was only seven years old

He was far ahead of his classmates you see

Math was always Fegger’s favorite subject

Numbers were constantly floating in his brain

While his classmates were having difficulties

To Fegger, the answers came like rain

Fegger’s teacher Miss Jones, told her class one day

To put their math books out of sight

That a math quiz was coming their way

To see which student could get the most answers right

She held up a picture of three bird’s sitting on a wire

Then asked the class if one of the birds got shot

How many birds would there still be left

Fegger raise his arm quickly to answer, because he knew the plot

There wouldn’t be any birds left on the wire

The other two would fly off when they heard the shot

I’m sorry to inform you Fegger, this time you’re not right

If you take one bird away, two would be left and not take flight

Fegger became extremely mad at the answer the teacher said

He raised his hand to let Miss Jones know, that she seem to be mislead

Teacher i have a question for you, to see if you can get it right

There were three ladies eating ice cream cones in the sun that was so bright

The first lady was licking her ice cream cone, a little at a time

The second lady was taking little nibbles, enjoying every bite

The third lady was putting the whole ice cream cone in her mouth

Then licking the ice cream as she pulled it out just right

Now comes the question teacher, get it right if you can

Which one of these women would you say is married

Miss Jones face turned bright red, by the question Fegger asked

She didn’t want to get it wrong, trying to hide her embarrassment by this task

I think it would be the third lady, Miss Jones answered with pride

Fegger told her she was wrong, with a giggle he couldn’t hide

The correct answer is the lady wearing the wedding band. he told her with a smile

Miss Jones was overcome with embarrassment, but she admired Fegger’s style

Fegger went on many years later, to great fortune and fame

He never forgot his teacher Miss Jones, and that little math game

His advice to all that know him, is to always follow your heart

He laughs everytime he thinks of that day, when his teacher he did outsmart!

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Comments (23)
  • Fegger on May 1, 2009

    Oh Feggers do play such silly games sometimes. Thanks ever-so-much for this and the mere consideration of the same, friend!

  • C Jordan on May 1, 2009

    Nice one.

  • Darla Cooke on May 1, 2009

    This is a great poem. I really enjoyed it a lot.

  • Kate Smedley on May 1, 2009

    We are honoured to have such a legend in our midst! Nice poem!

  • Bullwinkle Muse on May 1, 2009

    A legend that doesn’t get half his due.
    Thank you, hfj.

  • nutuba on May 1, 2009

    A great tribute to a great writer / poet!

  • Christine Ramsay on May 1, 2009

    I did find this quite funny because as a maths teacher myself I was often outsmarted by some of my very clever pupils. I usually got my own back though. Nice work.

    Christine

  • DA Cournean on May 1, 2009

    Love it!

  • Bo Russo on May 1, 2009

    Nice tribute to a great guy.Cool gesture HFJ my wildcat friend.

  • Judy Sheldon on May 1, 2009

    What a fun poem. Thanks for sharing.

  • rutherfranc on May 1, 2009

    that was fun.. and nice choice for a leading man..

  • Jo Oliver on May 1, 2009

    Great guy deserving of a great tribute.

  • Rod Ferrandino on May 8, 2009

    Good one; I like the way you kept your rhythm flowing, and a real good choice for your subject. Thanks, friend.

  • Tennessee Thompson on May 12, 2009

    Great little poem. You always make people laugh and think at the same time. Good stuff.

  • Caidoz on May 18, 2009

    Thanks for that, made me laugh :)

  • Duff D Moss on May 18, 2009

    A very worthy subject indeed :-) Good fun. But be warned. Feggers can be very dangerous – especially at night.

  • Nicholas Kenney on Jun 2, 2009

    Very entertaining although I don’t personally know the gent.

  • hiho on Jun 19, 2009

    Reminds me of one of my teachers..Mrs Rucifer (I called her Mrs Lucifer)..I think I got under her skin most of the time because I had an answer for everything. She told me if I didn’t change my attitude, she’d put me on the school debating team. So I joined the debating team and we won the National Title. She couldn’t give me enough praise after that..I was her best student. Liked this poem hfj.

  • alc on Aug 6, 2009

    Great job!!!

  • Katie Marie on Aug 13, 2009

    I’m with Duff. Beware of Feggers. Though he did promise not to dig up my Dahlias when wandering through my backyard, so he can’t be all bad. (And don’t ask me to explain a Fegger statement, it’s just what came out his mouth one day.)

  • XXElleXX on Sep 16, 2009

    Fabulous!!!

  • Cynthia Cox on Feb 10, 2010

    I can’t contain my laughter when I read your things. I have been priveledged to the acquaintance of Fegger the Legend and with your work, it honeslty makes Triond addictive. With your talent and leaders as him, I don’t know a better place to be online! Thank you so much, this made my day!

  • Marie Milton on Mar 24, 2011

    Very well done, sweet Wildcat :) , very well done, indeed.

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