Here is my response to the prompt
There was laughter in our house, you see
we were watching an athlete on tv.
He ran a quick mile,
(such a difficult trial!)
Then he smacked right into a tree.
Ode To A Teen
What odor invadeth the slumbering nostrils
of thy parental unit?
Thy scent giveth thou away,
Thy socks do overpower me.
I must crawl from my place of repose,
Inciting waves of rebellious laughter.
Oh thou slavering ruminant,
The bouquet wafting from thy bedchambers
Would render the strongest athlete
senseless and broken before
the lockers of thine enemy.
Surely thou art not the issue of my loins!
What evil have I visited upon
thy person that I must
avail myself of such daily trials?
Thou taketh after thy father,
that porcine sluggard.