Participant Names: - Alex (The Child) - Dad --- **Alex**: Hey Dad, what's porm? *Dad almost drops his phone in surprise.* **Dad**: What?! Where did you hear that word?! **Alex**: Outside, a kid at school was talking about it. **Dad**: Alex, it's a misspelling of 'poem'. People sometimes write poetry and it gets called 'porm' by mistake. **Alex**: Ohhh ok! So, can you show me a porm? *Dad is sweating, but he's diving in to save the day.* **Dad**: Sure, kiddo! Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you! **Alex**: That's a nice porm But Dad? **Dad**: Yes? **Alex**: Why was the kid at school giggling about it with his friends? *This is the moment Dad dreaded.* **Dad**: Kids giggle about all sorts of things, it's probably an inside joke. So, did you learn anything else today? *Attempting to steer the convo away...* **Alex**: Yeah! We learned about Mars! Did you know it's called the Red Planet? **Dad**: Yep, I knew that! I'm glad you're learning so much! *And then the plot twist...* **Alex**: Oh, also, I found a porm book under your bed. *Dad chokes on his own spit.* **Dad**: That... must have been a book of classical poetry! Very old and sophisticated... **Alex**: Really? It had a lot of pictures. Not much poetry though... **Dad**: PICTURES?! *Dad realizes his mistake but tries to play cool.* **Dad**: Oh, that must be for... umm... an art project! For Mom's birthday! Yeah, that's it! **Alex**: Cool! I didn't know you were making Mom a porm for her birthday! Can I help with the rhymes? *Dad is now purchasing a "101 Poems for Beginners" book online as a cover-up.* **Dad**: Absolutely, buddy! Real poems though. We'll start right after I clean up my, err, "creative space" under the bed. **Alex**: Ok, Dad! I'll look up more on porms online! *Dad panics.* **Dad**: NO! I'll get you a special kids' book! Don't google it! *Alex is confused but happy to get a book.* **Alex**: Ok, Dad! You're the best *Dad is relieved but realizes he has some serious spring cleaning to do.* **Dad**: Love you, Alex. Time for Dad to start... um, a poetry club! For learning! No more porms. I mean, um, poems! Phew... *The end.*