This poem is going to blow up in your hands

This poem is from The School is a Giant T-Rex, an anthology of colorful, curious, and bold poetry from 2^nd and 3^rd grade students attending San Francisco public schools.

 

 

Watch Out!

by Kenny, Age 9

Right now this poem is going to blow up

in your hands

Right now people are winning like crazy

against the computer.

Right now rocks are raining on unfortunate workers.

Right now millions of people

are flushing their toilets over and over again

while sewer inspectors are yelling, “Crud!”

Right now Santa Claus is finally starting to defrost

in the North Pole.

Right now robots are messed up

and hitting scientists hard and fast on their heads.

 

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Student Poetry: Jealous

Jealous

Jealous looks like two aliens

looking for their mortal prey.

Jealous sounds like five ants

marching down the hill to look for fungus.

Jealous smells like toilet water

rushing down the drain.

Jealous tastes like spaghetti sauce

running into the spaghetti.

Jealous feels like a brick of lead.

Jealous moves like a dozen snakes

slithering into the dust.

-Serena, Age 9 

 

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