This is a poem I wrote about the every day life of high school students. Enjoy.
Date Submitted: 11/23/2004 16:47:31
At eight the bell rings
And the classes will see
Many hundreds of teens in complete misery.
The lockers start closing in the halls
Signaling the lurkers, against the walls
The time has come, and now they must pay
For staying up all night doing nothing but play.
The final bell rings the teachers come out
To tell the students what the day is about.
They have multiple choices
As to what their voice is,
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three dollars will be gone
If its pizza this day that students hope to feed on.
Laughing and eating are now a norm,
Much like the atmosphere of a college dorm
Fifth period is quiet,
And deadly as well,
As an after lunch nap
Could mean for your grade ... not well.
Now, dear comrades, the battle is over,
And after six periods of torture have come and gone
Our daily afternoon lives will go on
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