Tattoos
By: Taylin Adams
Pretty line
paper,
How do you
deal with the pain,
How can you
still even pay?
You skin is
so smooth,
Even with
tattoos,
Some with
pen and even glue!
Mr. Clock
By: Emily Whalen
Mr. Clock
why are you
Timing me
Are you in a
hurry
Do you want
to go home faster
You may not
like your job
But at least
you have a job (sort of a hobby)
You may not
know this but you’re
Needed
everywhere
Without you
We won’t be
there
So thank you
Mr. Clock
Hey Serpent
By:
Noah McComb
Hey serpent
You’re so
slick and sly
You’re
faster than that fly
You look
like a kit in the sky
Hey serpent
Look at you,
scaring those sailors
I bet you’re
doing fearsome favors
Under the
water you look so clean
You actually
don’t look that mean
Hey serpent
With the big
blue eyes
Those
sailors are tellin’ some lies
They are
scared, just like you feel
If only they
knew you were just an eel
Mr. Bird
By: Shannon Sullivan
Excuse me
Mr. Bird,
How do you
fly?
Why do you
squawk?
Is it
because you don’t live on the block?
What is your
favorite food?
Is it worms?
Is it bugs?
Or do you
eat some Chinese food instead?
I have one
last question
And my
question is this . . .
Why don’t
you have shoes
On your
little cold feet?
Seahawk Flying High
By: Gavin Cook
Look you
blue and grey
Soaring high
above Seattle Washington
Scouting our
your pray
And going to
football games
Look at you
and blue and grey
Dear Dad,
By: Shelbee Justice
You’re big
and tough
But you have
a heart
As pure as
gold
Your smile
shines bright
But your
eyes are
Sad and
cold
You’ll
always protect me
Even when I
don’t need it
I may meet a
prince
But you’re
always
My king
