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Hallway By Kat O.
I am speeding down the hallway At breakneck speeds Crossing the Sound Barrier Zoom! For I am late And my Class is Science. Science is the class That some don't like Because the teacher assigns An excess of projects. I'll bet you have a class like that. I rush in The bell rings just as I enter. The teacher is introducing us to her new boyfriend. He is the plastic display skeleton. His name is Joe, and his jaw falls off. I'll bet he's not much a kisser. After science, I run back out But for a different reason. It is the end of the day. Friday! I think Fridays would be more appropriately acknowledged If they dropped confetti and balloons From the ceiling at 3:10. I know I'd love them even more If that were possible. But this was a poem about hallways. So I'd better get back on the topic. People are pushing and shoving each other as They scramble toward the unwarshed glass doors. The prison gate have given way, and if you were to Stand outside, you would see a sea of people in School Uniforms, the students black and white striped out fits, to use a metaphor. I run onto the bus But alas, I was to late. Seat 5 is taken! My Seat! My Seat! |
Shakespeare Homework By Jenny M.
This pile as big as the Great China Wall If I write one more word, I think it will fall This pile of nonsense is making me rush To turn my brains into Shakespearean mush "Romeo! Romeo! Where for art thou? I'd fly off this terrace, if you'd just show me how! "Tis but thy name that makes my roses die. If you turn into poison, maybe I wouldn't cry!" "Get thee to a nunnery! Or your roses I will take! If you fly off this terrace, you'll fall into a lake! "If not, join me in fencing, and the poison you will find. As for this playwright, tis time to unwind!" |
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School's Out Forever!
Clock go faster won't you please? Put me out of my misery, Make the school bell ring out true, Please please please I beg of you, The tick of your hands forever slowing, When all I want is to get going, Out of this lethargic state, So that this day can just vacate, From my mind assignments prey, Upon my level of stress this day, All I want to do is sleep, I am so bored I want to weep, Or throw something at that infernal clock, But then perhaps time would stop, Ring! Ring! Thank God the bell has rung, So that this day is finally done. |
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| School's Out! By Kat O.
The confetti and balloons Dropped from the leaky ceiling tiles At school the other day For we knew That that was the last That we would have to stay! But the end of school Held a surprise appearance of a Refreshment stand! Also, a cameo Elvis sighting Die, Elvis, die!!!! I refuse to believe You dwell in my toilet paper, too! The tears were shed quickly To make way for the revelry And of course, the parties follow! Fire is a fun way To celebrate the ending of school! But please do NOT Try this at home! Do you know what happens when pyromaniacs Band together and celebrate The prison gates squeaking open at long last? Parties Parties Parties! Await the end of every week As people desperately try To associate with people Other than their parents In the hazy summer days. |
The Ceiling Fan Light By "The Poet of Shan'Derel"
There is a light atop my ceiling fan It sits their day and night It has always been reliable More so than is the sun Yet one dark and dreary day That ceiling fan light started blinking! I could not believe it But twas before my very eyes It sat there as if normal But no more was their a steady light I sat there staring, thoughts running through my head Mostly like ”Damn, now I must replace that stupid light!” |