My nephew Nick has the chicken pox and the time to read Tom Sawyer. <br />I gave him that that book and finally he's started his adventures. <br />However today I've taken his book for myself, lain down on the sofa. <br />For some hours I've been on the Mississippi banks with its steamers. <br />In the dusty courtyard there was Aunt Polly with her apron close to the fence. <br />Becky read the forbidden page of sex in the teacher's book, the broken page. <br />Tom offered himself as a guilty, it was in the nature of the things. <br />My reading isn't the same at that time! As a child I didn't know Tom. <br />Now I'm as Tom and love America with its wide spaces and people. <br />Becky is in the cave again and I know what's my homework. <br />In topic like this America doesn't give discounts. <br />Banks of Mississippi, adieu! Your chicken pox will soon heal, Nick.<br /><br />Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reading-tom-sawyer-again/
