I wish I were not
so tall. I’m so tired
of stepping on small
people. I’m so mad
that not even a
cab can pick me
up and drop me off. I wish I didn’t
have to be asked over
and over again, “how’s
the weather up there
you big kid?” I wish
people didn’t point
and stare whenever
I go outside to play
If I wasn’t so tall
People
would trip over
me and fall!
Delecia Foster – Madison
Middle School
Writings Using the
Word ...
Cheese ...
Crazy Cheese
I see crazy cheese
running and crawling
I see crazy cheese
falling and groaning
I see crazy cheese
with little brown feet
I see crazy cheese
under my seat
I see crazy cheese
taking off its skin
I see crazy cheese
getting on its knees
I see crazy cheese
little brown and furry
I see a little mouse
really in a hurry
Laudys Vasquez - Harrison Middle School
cheese you make people want
to eat you on anything.
