The Noise Expert

We each have special talents.

That is what our teachers tell.

Matthew is a whiz in math.

Sabrina does spelling well.

Drew’s the best at Double Dutch.

Sam spits farthest of the boys.

But Tammy’s skill tops them all.

She’s a pro at making noise.

She slaps her cheeks, clicks her teeth.

Her belches are seconds long.

And with hands in her armpits,

She trumpets a catchy song.

She whistles through her fingers,

Or into a blade of grass.

She can blow on her forearm,

Imitating passing gas.

Her knuckles crack like gunshots.

Her two palms squeal with a squeeze.

Fingers snap like castanets,

She plays drum rolls on her knees

My report cards show straight A’s,

I play soccer like a star.

What’s that to Tammy’s talent?

Someday that girl will go far.