VOLCANO by Kim MapsteadThe tilting volcanoBlowing its faceTo the untainted eastVomiting black tar,Feverish heatGlowing beneath the spew,"Ah Choo!" It sneezesAnd a grey cloud is blownSmogging up the air,Worse than California.For days it goes onPassing its illnessTo the rest of thosein its environment.The sick Volcano.
Its Like...This Shane BoydLife, it’s like snow.Brrrr.Love, it’s like honey, in a hive.Sweet, but ouch.Friendship, it’s like rainbows.Yeah, rainbowsAnger, it’s like a good looking monk. (does you no good at all)Bad poetry, it’s like uhhh hmmmmm Chocolate.Somehow I guess
Youre Mean Colleen DroskeI cant believe what youve done to me,The lion has eaten the lamb and now youre free.I thought you cared about me but you lied,Yeah, you left without a word good bye.I can no longer breathe, its like you shot me in the eyeBecause now youre not a part of meAnd I might as well just sit here without gleeAnd cryAnd wait to die.I no longer have life because now life sucks.Yeah, I hate your guts.Im a vampire because the sun doesnt shine anymore,Not since you walked out that door.Why did you leave me here all alone?Did you love me enough to call me on the phone?NO! Of course not! No way!Now I have to go die everyday.