Various Poems by the Dangerous Dudes

ContentsSinging to the world ................................................................................. by VitoriaDesert ............................................................................................................................ by MatthewSelfie Frenzy ........................................................................................................ by GordonI hate Peas................................................................................................................ by MaddieSkateboarding......................................................................................................... by JulianWater................................................................................................................................. by LarissaSnow................................................................................................................................ by MatteoSloths Life................................................................................................................... by JadenHong Kong Weather....................................................................................... by MatthewSkiing ................................................................................................................................ by DevonSkateboarding.................................................................................,......................... by DicksonSand in my pants ...................................................................................... by AndreaLemon, Grape, Eww Mango .......................................................... by JemimaTiny Voices .............................................................................................................. by CampbellTornado Thrashing ......................................................................................... by GordonI hate Chinese tests .................................................................................... by ZuriMoms Shouting..................................................................................................... by AntonioPeanut butter........................................................................................................... by HannahHidden in the Forest...................................................................................... By DevMy 10th Birthday................................................................................................ by AnnikaAt Summer................................................................................................................ by ZuriMicrowave..................................................................................................................... by AkashRainstorm....................................................................................................................... by AndreaIndian News............................................................................................................... by KashishI hate the beach................................................................................................ by LarissaHiroshima........................................................................................................................ by JulianDucks................................................................................................................................... by Chun SanClowns............................................................................................................................... by HannahChinese is boring................................................................................................. by GavinBasketball........................................................................................................................ by KevanGummy Bears........................................................................................................ By ZoeFlushing the toilet............................................................................................... By Dev

Singing To The WorldBy Vitoria Carneiro Zhu

Singing songs silently,Note by note,My voice is heard,Everywhere, it seems.

Memorizing many melodies,Step by step,Like a goldfish I keep forgetting,But I still keep going.

Learning likable lyrics,Word by word,The words just flowing,Slipping through my lips.

Chords constantly changing,Song by song,The tune changes,With every note.

I’m singing to the world.

As

the

sun

beat

s on

my

skin

I sit,

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ess

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o go

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nd d

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, my

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A m

urde

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nd s

urou

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Bea

ks, d

art i

nto

corp

ses,

on

the

grou

nd

Slow

and

sud

den

the

sun

goes

dow

n,A

nd s

ofte

ning

as

I gen

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ool,

I drif

t off

as th

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ght

cons

umes

.By

: Mat

thew

Yon

g

Selfie frenzy

Thumbs tensely tapping at the tablet,

sweat streaking slowly,will they desire or despise?

which shall be my fate? different angles, different

styles.AHHHHHHHH!

“whatever” I post the graphic,

oh wait!The perspective of the

picture is putrid.oh wait !

my face looks faulty.oh wait!

my clothes are criminal.dislike number 1 dislike number 2 ahhhhhhhhhh!

By Gordon Kean

I HATE PEAS!

Peas, peas, peas!Green,Squishy,Crunchy,Blah!!Evil,Scary,Taste bad with gravy,Blah!!I think I’m gonna puke,Ew, Ew, Ew,Definitely the devils food.Say no,say no!To the little green monsters,I HATE PEAS!

by: Maddy

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.

Dull little drop,bored to death,

in the vast blue sea.

Swept by wind,sucked in clouds,

vaporized into mist.

More come up,gather with me,then fall slowly.

Heavier, heavier,I get to be,

and then start to fall.

Dancing in air,fall to earth,

splashing to ground.

splosh, splish, splash

Falls onto umbrella,slip to ground,

sucked into drain.

Water rushing down,swept away to sea,splash into ocean.

Dull little drop,bored to death,

in the vast blue sea.

By: Larissa Pringle

Exiting the warmth,Looking at the glistening white.

Toboggan in my hand magni es me to the snow.

Run and slide,Jump and sigh with no despite.

Jumping around, A secret lie beneath.Legs sink, and go underneath.

Body sinks down and walls go smooth.I’m Buried I thought and could not move.

I cry for help, but sounds re ect.The walls cave in and now i’m in deject.

With the rest of my might, I push the snow away.

Whirl around and frown with dismay.Out of energy, I fall on my back.

Looking at the sky, My eyes go black.When I awake, I feel ne.As if the world were mine.

Hear a peaceful song in my head.As if I sang to my self back in bed.

As I get up, I see my family looking low.I run to the warmth, Away from the Snow.

Snow

I’m w

aitin

g in

a tr

ee

Star

ing

at a

bee

Just

wan

ting

to s

leep

I hea

r roa

ring,

grow

ling

i’m b

othe

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up a

nd s

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of th

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hers

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By

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,

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Why

can

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cons

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iddl

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: Mat

thew

Yon

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SkiingBy devon smith

Snow slipping behind me sparkling like stars,

Spreading white powder across the trail.

Snow as light as the stars, I weave around trees, seeking the bottom.

I have to pay attention, I hear the cheers,I hear the world,

Excitement buries me I made it!

Skateboarding By:Dickson Hon

Today I feel like skateboarding, I pick up my skateboard, head towards the door.

My mom always say’s: “be careful,be careful”. I just step out the door,

I have started to ride my skateboard,

heading towards the park.

Watching cars, zooming past me.

Suddenly I hit a person in front of me.

My skateboard still running, it goes onto the road. Cars start to attack

and run over my skateboard, “Crack,Vroom,Snap”,

my skateboard calls out.

My skateboard will never be the same again.

! ! !

Sand in my PantsBY: Andrea Hui

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Scratchy,����������� ������������������  ticklish,����������� ������������������  itchy,that’s����������� ������������������  how����������� ������������������  it����������� ������������������  feels.

OMG!It’s����������� ������������������  so����������� ������������������  scratchy!

OMG!It’s����������� ������������������  so����������� ������������������  ticklish!

OMG!It’s����������� ������������������  so����������� ������������������  itchy!

Sand����������� ������������������  in����������� ������������������  my����������� ������������������  pants!AHHH!!!

Lemon, Grape, Eww Mango Candy, Yes!

I love it more than ever,1000 different types,

I feel excited, ecstatic and happy,I love eating candy.

Sweet or sour I love them all,Thankful to find my favorite sweet,

Sour Lemon,As Sour as a million limes.

Ok candy number 12,Ooo popping candy ,

I stick my tongue out to here the...“Pop, crackle, POP sizzle”,

I love eating candy.

Oh no! my candy is running out ,My last three!

Ooo Lemon, Yes Grape, Noooo Mango!Eww

I love eating candy.

By:Jemima 5D

There are so many choices

little voices talking to me “I am going to be picked” says green tea “Doubt it” remarks cotton candy

Do I add java chips or mocha drizzle Strawberry and cream is spunky

pumpkin spice is a party with whipped cream on top

Everyone is yelling “PICK ME PICK ME”

there is one choice “cashier, I want them all”!

Tiny Voices written by

Campbell J. Persinger

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I am an outcast of society, glum, sorrowful and

depressed.I tread through the fields, sucking up the mortals with

ease,Sadness, sorrow and slaughter

are served in my stomach.Death decides who to dispatch

of and who to disregard.Treacherously I tumble my

way down the terrain,Reluctantly I return to my

rest,Though my hunger will never

be truly fulfilled;Today the tornado feels full.

By Gordon Kean

I HATE CHINESE TEST!!

I hate Chinese tests.why do we need them,

I’d always wonder.Practice, practice, practice,

why so hard?

I hate Chinese tests. They’re like being kept in a juvenile prison,

they keep me in, don’t let me out,they make me do it now!

I hate Chinese tests. Grouch, gripe, grouse, grumble. Arh!

Contagious clammy hands. No!Fearful, fretful and frightened,

afraid, anxious and apprehensive. Why?

I hate Chinese tests.Sadness flooded through my body,

tears pouring in my heart,Worriedness flowing around me,

Sweat scrapping scurridly from my head.Sense of surprise in the air,

what is it, what is, huh?

After all, Chinese tests aren’t that bad.Still, I hate Chinese tests,

hate it, hate it, hate it.tests, tests, tests.

I HATE CHINESE TESTS!!- Zuri Zhang

!

My mom’s shouting,the worst possible thing that could happen.Every second getting worse and worse.

Loud, Lethal,Long,is the way it is .

it does not stop there,goes on and on. I sweat more and more.

Scared, Sweating, Solicitous,thats’s how...I feelAlways, When this is happening,

Wondering,What ,Would, beWorse than this.BY ANTONIO VAN LEERSUM

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annah F

Tweet TweetGo the birds,all in herds.I hear the wind,Starting to spin.I smell the grass, as time goes past.I lie down on the moss,I am now the boss,of this hidden forest.

Woosh!goes the wind.a warm summer breeze.I watch the flowers,bathing in the sun.hidden in the forest.

rustle rustlego the trees.all because of the breeze.my mind at ease. hidden in the forest.

BY; DEVON SEYOLD 5D

My friends come in their pajamasMy heart bursts with joy!We play a game with balloons. Friends take turns popping the balloons, in the ballonthere are gifts for all.

We make a peace sign pillow.

We play dress up games,There are lots of props to dress up in. After the time was upwe all have weird clothes what a fun party!

By Annika

At SummerAt summer, the sun comes out and shines

so bright. At summer, the jolly, jovial and joyfulness

surrounds me.At summer, the boiling, biting and blistering

weather makes people energetic.At summer, all the kids are in vacation,

playing under the sun.At summer, smelly, stinky sweat dripping

from people’s head. At summer, frosty frozen ice-cream is

always the best.At summer, chilly, cool, air-conditioned

rooms are a gift.

- Zuri Zhang

THE MICROWAVEBY AKASH KHANNA

Sit in the cornerwaiting for time to blow,

Hearing talking outside my door.

Unnoticed no more The chef coming in.

Sizzle , sizzle ,spark.

Stares at me surprisingly,Unnoticed no more

He watches me spark.Smoking like mount vesuvius.

I begin to vibrate,Unnoticed no more

Sprinting out of the kitchen,Inside catches fire.

People running like a stampede,Unnoticed no more,

Suddenly all is silent.

Chaos surrounds the kitchen,Chef comes back at full

attention,I’m unnoticed no more.

RainstormBY: Andrea Hui

Splish, splash, splosh, splush,people splashing everywhere.Sharp needles hit my head,Owie, ouchie, oww, ouch!

Ha, hee, ho, hu,shrieks of laughter everywhere.

Envy sweeps over me,green, grudging, guarding.

Damp, drenched, drowned,from high to low,all soaking wet.

How I hate RAINSTORMS!!!

I slumped on the couch!I groaned I moaned,

Another day of Indian news.

Cars exploding, Dictators in India My heads exploding with Indian News.

I deiced to go and play!I reach my room but..

I hear Indian news.

My sister and I go to get some ice cream.We walk across the road.

I choose chocolate,she choose’s vanilla.

We wait in the long, long line.Finally reach the stand.

And guess what,the shopkeeper is listening to Indian news!

I guess Indian news is a part of my family!

By Kashish Mulchand

I hate the beach.I hate the sand,I hate the water,I hate the beach.

I hate the sand.I hate the sand because it gets in my pants,I hate the sand because it gets my hands dirty,I hate the sand because it goes in my shoes.I hate the sand.

I hate the water.I hate the water because it itches my skin,I hate the water because the sand will stick to my wet body,I hate the water because it’s too salty. blah!I hate the water.

I hate the sea creatures.I hate the sea creatures because the crabs snip at my feet,I hate the sea creatures because the jellyfish like to sting,I hate the sea creatures because the clams are squishy and squirmy!I hate the sea creatures.

I HATE THE BEACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By: Larissa Pringle

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DucksBy Chun San

Ducks,feathery,

hairy,jumping on the bed,

QUACK...QUACK...QUACK

Smelly,fat,

stinky like odor.

QUACK...QUACK...QUACKlong,short,

anonymous quack,

QUACK...QUACK...QUACKAhh,

STOP QUACKING,QUACK..QUACK..CHOMP!

Three pillows made.

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annah F

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The Start of school is like the start of a new hell.

Abandoning my dose homework,work choice of my life.

My teacher coaxing me to do itBLAH BLAH BLAH!

This class has hardly been five minutes and yet it is

getting really vapid.

Can’t the school just stop this torment?Ugh!I think in my mind is going to blow.

Chinese is boring,BLAH BLAH BLAH!

What is that meant to mean?Help me!

CHINESE IS BORING!

Chinese is Boring

By:Gavin

BASKETBALL: The day begins again as my owner takes me out,he always brings me to a place with a giant trap and dusty ground.

I find myself flying through the air,my body spinning round and round, at last I hit a giant wall with a loud THUMP and slide through the trap.

I bounce around the red dusty wasteland flying up and hitting hard again.

Fierce force folding around me as I fly up and slam down on the floor, I know that soon I shall be hurt, injured and retired and I hope that day shall not come soon.

Watching TVdrinking a VLT

realizing, I have to pee!go to the toilet,!ush the toilet

Its as easy as that.

Sit on the couch,start to slouchI hear a noise,

I play with my toysI want to stand up,

but I am just too tired!

ARGGGG!!!I yell

My ears ring like a bellI stand up,

I push the annoying button,I sit back downI start to frown

Cause I have to go pee again