HAIKU POETRY

I hate all homeworki alwaY~ get it In math1 hate school a lot.

Brandy BorsKe

A nice ~Ishing tripCan turn out to be nastyWhen YOU get a snag.

Sr i an Sa i 1 ey

The boy was hot and boredHe was in a stu+fy engl ish roomSo maKe him shull' up.

Paul Sraun

What aTo $.e",

To 1 i e

pr4l'tty sightthe rain in the $.Kyin the $.un

Angie +orstrom

That Miami sunRising in the everglade$.Burger in a bun

Je-d Grave'.!!>

That big slimy toadSitting in the nice cool shadeSleeping the whole day.

Jed G... ave~

The road is steamingThe river I$. fogging up1 can't see a thing.

Ryan Hick$.

High above the cloudsI saw a flock ·of RobinsFlying to the South.

Todd Ka.llberg

Book reports are funReading is ~u9gested thoughFiction would be good

Tamara Larsen

HAIKU POETRY

Sw ish, goes the orange ba 1.1All the fans ye 11 loud 8< eheerWe~ll get ya next year

Beeea Olson

Chi~d~en play al) daYPlay with Tonka irucks ~nd dollsAt noon they take naps.

Amy Krueth

What • pretty treeT.'l, green, brown, and beautifulBlowing in the wind.

Jenny Landro

What. small airplaneThe pilot's son is flyingUnder the high sun.

Joey Knowl ton

A cute hansom duckWith feathers so silverySwims across the lake.

Mike Jobin

Spring breeze is. comingTo bring 1 ife anew againWhen it comes, things 1 tve

Sta~cy Aldridge

The big ocean wavesGo high, low, and are quietWhile people surf them

Becky Mondroski

Try go i 1"19 sk i i ngIt's fun, except when you fallYou' III i I< e ita lot.

Tract Nylund

Flowers give off scentsSmells 1 ike cologne or perfumeMakes the air smell nice

D!!bbie Harney

There wa•• ~hild

She took her dol] ev.rywhereBut left it somewhere.

Heidi Lien

What an.ug]y duckEverY day he iss~"irnmingWhy doesn~t he stop?

Lana Lind

I~m writing ill poemIt is for my Eng] ish clas.It is very IHl-l'd

Ang i e Magnuson

I cause some troubleAnd Michael JacKson is badBut I~m even worse

Mel Priolo

Kitty in the cageMeowing to get out of there.1 went and bought him.

Marty Thiry

Flowers have petalsFull of color and of life.They can decorat ••

Deenise Fleischer

Where is the black catHe is dead DO the highwayFlat as ill pancake

Kevin Hanson

KAYLO BROOKSKaylo BrooksFunny. nice'Laughs, runs. skisBlushes alotCool

Brian DeOominces

MORNINGSSl eepy. groggyYawning, stretching, dozingThe alarm goes off again'Wham!

Jamey Lynch

PENCILYellow, thinWrites. erases, colorsIt makes mistakesPencil

Mike Hanson

ComputersSmart, wiseAnswering, computing, creatingThinks for youMachine

Tara Jaski

Gra ndmot hersBeautiful, funTalks, plays games. laughsFull of lifeWonderful

Stephanie Pagenkopf

HAIKU POETRY

The Tlowers corne upIn such a beautiTul wayTo bring smiles to you and me.

Kim Suomala

The people are ~~eatIn Proctor, we are polite.Everyone is nice.

Scott Hermanson

Water is like snow •Just as rainbows are to 1 ight.They both are the same.

Peter Magnuson

What a awesome shot.That I made during hockey.And of course I scored.

Scott Hermanson

CoKe, it is the dr i nkThe o++icial one 0+ now!DrinK it all day long

Dave :8ro,,'n

The trees bJoomed in springOpening their blossoms wideWaiting +01' the rain.

~Ta>.son Pe t e,... son

Cats and dogs +ightingClaws scratching +01' the other·Screaming in hor~orR

Don vJa J t"rs

The basement is coJdAs coJd as the chiJly earthl/m down there ~lot~

Roy CarJson

BIrds ar~ out ~lYlng

FJ yi nq every"'her' .. aroundThey go allover.

Tanya Lovt

I 1 iKe t", r' i de b i ~: e sI can +ly +ast i iKe the windThat~$ a sensation

Dal,.t i d J...Ja.rnJ$'r'

What a tall;building,Ve~y fa~ up in the sky1 can see fo~ miles.

Jayson Shyl<es

Readingbool<s at nightT~app.d in the .to~~ tonj~bt

Never letting go .. Mi I<e Ma~ ti n i

Small dandel ionAs yellow as the sunshineBut only a weed.

Tammy Schill ing

What a pretty ringShining all around the houseLeaving brightness here.

Shannon Madaus

HAIKU POETRY

Swimming in a poolOn a hot, hot, summer dayTo cool yourself off

. .. Non i qa Lamb'i>' I" t

Fish in a gold seaThey are swimming day and nightAnd get caught by man

.Jenny Minor

Coming threw the cloudsLiKe an airplane in the sKyThat'. where I will be

Eric Adams

Nature's own BeautyAl I the wonderf~l colorsThat bring it to 1 ife.

Samb i e LaDuKe

A Japane-se poemHad no rhyming 1 ine. at allIt wa-s named "HaiKU."

Sen Rimolde

1 waKe up earlyTeachers sometimes dri ... @ m@ mad.HomeworK is the pits.

Sen L ......

The .port of ba.... ballIt's the pitch, hit, and t.he out.Lose, win--forg... t it!

M,,(e Davis

Being a house plant.Sitting with nothing to doGrowing and growing.

Tonya Tompol"owski

School is -fun sometimesLiKe when YOU play ball outsideBut sometimes it's not.

!"lll<e Foel tz

There once was a woman I knewWho had a cat that was black-n"blueShe'd always beat itFood, he'd never eat itBecause Kal Kan would just never do!

Matt beel er and Jeff ~1art in

There once was an old man named RayHe would never eat food, night or dayHe'd starve till he bledBut calmly he said,"You see, I'm a bit of a gourmet!"

Matt beeler and Jeff Martin

There was a man who worked in the sewerAll day long he shoveled manure.His wife said he stunkAnd called him a skunkSo he punched her in the chewer!

Paul Heskin and Scott Plys

TelephoneHard, loudRing, talk, listenGirl's best friendTe1ephone

Chris Allen

LIr~ERICKS

There was this one kid named Tony.He loved to eat macaroni.He ate it in bedAnd it got on his headBut it was all 1icked up by his pony!

Jamey Lynch and Kami Helquist

There was a cool weirdo named ChuckToo bad that he was a big duckHe got pushed aroundAnd knocked to the groundHiss bill went face down in the muck!

Aaron Janzig and Scott Jenkins

There once was a lady named MargeWho incidentally was quite largeShe didn't like reading,Ske kept eating and eating,"Til she fen through the floor of a barge.

Jean Hicks and Fran Bopp

There once was a bi g horse named EdWho liked sleeping in a~larm bed.His master said, "No!"Because he stepped'on his toe.Now he sleeps in a barn instead.

Shane Roehl and Marty Jobin

There once was a purple people eaterHis name was once Alfred Beater.He had a great friend,Who came to an end.While he was fixing his heater.

Brandy Russell and Jeanette Livingood

As a knight I look like a czar.I ride in my big fancy car.It burns all my gas.And it mows all my grass.Now my car doesn't go very far.

Troy Fleming and Todd Molitor

There have been many fish in the seaAnd it seems like they all follow me.So I said to the fish'Iou must grant me a wishAnd then maybe I'll set you free.

Glenda Isaacson and Deanna Gutmann

There once Vias a boy named Bill yEveryone thought he was sillyHe di dnot 00 to schoollind he swan'~ in tl'le poollind \~hen he was done he was chi 11 y.

ehds IIHen and Bridget Booth

There was a team named Minnesota TwinsWell it w~s for them a sin to winKelly said, "Don't lose your coolOr I I,ln look like a foo'l!\~hen we win" Wft will drink lots of gin!"

Tom Foucault and Scott McLeod

Hour bEngli sh 7

Lori WentkiElwi"!:zMarch 23. 198BMyth

Once upon a time there was a snake-a-leg. A

snake-a-leg was a long slithering reptile with

legs. He was walking around the jungle minding his

own business. when out of nowhere came a wizard.

The sn~ke said to the wizard. "Set aut of my way.-

The wizard claimed. "1 know what you did.

nat be forgiven and that's why I'm here.

You wi! 1

For your

punishment 1 have to do something to you that will

change your life forever and all other

snake-a-legs."

The wizard took his magic wand and said a

lipell. After he was done. the snake-a-leg looked

at his body. and he didn't have any legs. The

snake-a-leg had to change his name to snake. the

snake slithered away. and after that. all snakes

were born without legs. No one knew why the wizard

took away the snakes' legs, but that is how the

snake began to crawl.

ExcusesI'm sorry, but I don't have my homework done today. Last

evening I put my homework in my wallet to make sure that Iwouldn't forget to bring it to school. I then decided to godown tothe store to get a,can of pop. When r was walking downthe street towards the store. I saw an old lady strugglingacross,the street. Since I'm ,such a,good citizen, r offered tohelp her cross the street. After'r helped her across, shethanked me. I went happily down the street knowing that I didmy good deed for the day. Then when r got down to the store,r couldn't find my homework. The old lady was a pick pocket. Ibouldn't believe it! That is why r don't have my homework today.

That is my excuse. What! You don't believe that, well itprobably 'could have happened this way.

'My mom was having a garage sale in the afternoon, while Iwas working very hard at my homework. When r was done, I put onmy jacket and put the homework in a pocket. I went outside tohelp my mom with the garage sale. Since it was hot, r took offmy jacket and set it on the table. My mom then told me to go in­side and make some ice tea. I went in, and it took me about fiveminutes to make the tea. When r came out. I put the ice tea onthe table. r started to look for my jacket, I couldn't find it!r asked my mom where it was. Since my mom likes to sell things,she said that she sold my jacket! I was mad, especially sincemy homework was in the pocket. That is the real reason why I lostmy homework.

You still don't believe me, huh? Well I' didn"t want to t~l1

you this, but here it goes.Last night I was doing my homework, and after that, well, I'm

kind of reluctant to say this but, I wrote to Santa Claus. Iwanted to get an early start on Christmas. and I wanted to make surethat the elves could start early for me. I put the letter in anenvelope and sent it to the north pole. Instead of putting the listinto the envelope, I accidentally put in my homework. I already mailedit. but I hope that you'll accept my Christmas list though.

Chip Hitchcock

Carl Svendsen6th hour

Patchwork Story

Once upon a time, in tHe Kingdom of Dumb, there were two boys

named Mark and Matt. They were the sons of the Kind and Queen of,

Dumb. That made them princes, but they were too dumb to know it.

Since they were so dumb, they didn't have crowns. Instead, they

work their heal/ily jeweled d'u(lce caps witllpride. ,One day, they, "

were out playing football. 'But, since they were, so dumb. they

didn't know what a football was. Instad, they used a rock. By

the time the game was over, Mark and Matt has so many bumps on

their heads, Mark even sat down to cry. "We have to find a foot­

ball. I'm tired of using these rocks."

"I know, Mark, I know. But since we don't know what a foot­

ball is, how will we find one?"

: "We will just have to check out every possibility."

Mark went over to a tree. "Do you think this is a football?"

"No, Mark, I don't," Matt answered.

They found a tennis racket. "No, I don't think this it it,"

Mark said.

They came across three tenni s ball s. "What about these?" Matt

asked.

"1 don't think so," Mark replied.

Soon, they came across two girls using an oval shaped, brown

object. "What is that think, girls?" Mark asked.

"It's a football," one of the gi rl s answered.

"We'll trade you some stuff for it." They went back to all the

things they had found, and the girls took each one, except for the

tree.

The boys went home to play football, and they lived happily ever

after.

I'm so~ry that I don't have my homewo~K,but I reallydo have a good excuse. 1. was walk i ng to school th i s morn i ngwhen I hea~d a rustl ing sound above me. I looked up, and aSoviet paratrooper landed right next to me. He pulled out amachine gun and told me to ,hand ove~ the ~apers. He hadobviously mistaken me for somebody else. and! told him so.He '1".1 pped the bag with my homework in i i: away from me andpressed me up against a tree. Then, a blacK 1imousine droveup ,and the para tr-i;1op-er got i'n. Tile car drove awaY wi th !Ill'homework still'in'my bag. Tha't'·s-wI'\Y my, homework is nothere. '

Alright, here's the,real storY. I got hOme from schoolYesterday and put my bag down. My dad burst into the roomand told me he had an urgent assignment. at Kennedy SpaceCenter. My dad and I have mat.ching bags, and on hi 9 way outthe door, he grabbed my bag by mistake. When I returned tothe Kitchen to get my homeworK, it wasn't there. Instead,there was a satellite deployment computer. I would haveb~ought it to school as proof, but it is wo~th two mill Iondolla~s, and I didn't want to lose it. That's whY I don'thave my homework.

OKay, ! lied. The truth is simple. I don't have mYhomeworK because it snowed. That's right, it snowed. Infact, it was a blizzard, and the strangest tiling is that iton 1Y !!mo\'led on our proper ty. I th i nK it's because ourneighbo~s put a snow curse on us. It snowed so much, thatthe only thing vlsable above tile snow was our chimney.Then, our furnace quit. Luckily, we have a fireplace.UnlucKily, we didn't have any ''lOOd' So, ,,,Ie tooK all thepaper in the house and burned it to Keep from freezing todeath. As soon as we ran out of paper the snow suddenlymelted. If I hadn't burned my homework, ! could have died.That's the real reason why my homework isn't here.

Matthew Olson

I thinK an ideal gr~Nn-up should be fai~ and never taKesides. I also thinK they should be sma~t, but not the"Know-it-all" type. I think they should be fun to be With,but not too strict. The ideal grown-up should let peoplespeaK for themselves when they want to. and let not sooutspoKen ones talK Without getting inter~upted. Theyshould trY to "put themselves in other people's shoes· andbe understanding. ! know that's a real 'IDEAL\. grc..m-up,but it still would be nice to Kn~ someone 1 iKe that.

Cr-istie Strom

The only reason I don't have my homework isbecause my parents won the III inois Lottery. After they wonit, we moved to a great big house that looKs I iKa a castle.I absentmindedlY left my homewor-K on the kitchen counter- onmy way out because I had to help the move~s. I tried to go

back to get it, but the people who bought my house put up asix foot elect~ic fence and had three Doberman Pinchersguarding the yard.

So my excuse is a little out of the ordinary. I've gota better one. I was sitting at the kitchen table workinghard on my Engl ish assignment when all of a sudden utensilswere flying all around the room. I could have gotten hurtif I didn't get out. I grabbed my homeworK and ~an out thedoor. I cal.led 911;'~nd they,told,me that evil spirits weretaking over-my 'how:se. Then theY said to get rid 'of the evi 1spi,!'i ts I'd havE' to destro)" the most valuable thing' I own.Of course I didn't want ~y family to get hurt; and myhomework was the most valuable thing I owned so I flushcedit down the toilet. I went bacK to the Kitchen and found abig mess. Since I'm such a great kid, I spent the rest ofthe night picKing up, and I had no time to get my homeworkdone!

You don't bel ieve in evil spi~its? that's okay,because I have a better excuse. I was watching the newslast night, and the teenagers in Israel were quoted assaying they needed help with their fighting. Being ateenager!myself, I thought I'd gO help them because I knowhow parents and adults can get sometimes. I hopped on aplane with my .22 and mY homework. As soon as I got there,I started fighting. In the evening I sat down to do myhomeworK and chat with the Israel's. They saw my homeworkand knew right away that a teacher had given it to me. Theygrabbed it, tore it up, and sent me straight home on thenext fl ight to the U.S. There was no way I could start itover and finish it on time.

Raina Russ

I have come up with an excellent excuse for not haVingmy homeworK done. I tooK my homework to my cabin over theweekend. I sat on the boat and fished, but the fish weren'tbiting. I ran up to m¥ car, got the homework and ran backdown to the shore. I sat there doing my homework when theneighbor's Doberman Pincher came on the dock and _tared merioht in the eye. I know he wasn't ooino to leave until hehad something to eat, inclUding me. -I tr'ied feeding himsome minnows, but he merely shoved them into the water andlooked bacK up at me With his six inch teeth looKing hungry.FinallY, r tried to feed him everything, but the paper andm¥self. He took the homework and left.

Here is a better excuse for not having my homeworkdone. I sat alone one day making two pizzas to eat forlunCh. Both of the pizzas got done at the same time, butthere was only one hotpad, one pan, no napkins, and a pizzaburning my hands. I looked across the ~oom and saw myhomework. Either the pizza was going to burn a hole throughmy hand, 01' I had to ruin my homework. I ruined my homeworkbecause I wanted to keep my hand.

It is hard to think about what it will be like when I am

elderly. Although I think some advantages, will be that I'll be

able to give advice to people. To go along with advantages there. .will be some disadvantages. For example, I'll not be able to do

, alot'of the more active things. I think being elderly will be

just as good asbelng young tiecause there are alot of things yOu

can do no m~tte'r how old a person is.. Therei s one change I'd

like to see, and that's. to make sure that all people are treated

equa 11y!

Jaynie Kar,lson

A personal experlance I had was when I startedthe seventh grade. 1 was pretty scared, but I madeit - thank gosh! At first I thought for sure I'dget lost. I didn't though. All of my teacherswere nice, on the first day at least. I made awhole bunch of new friends and kept the ones I hadbefore. Seven~h9rade isn't so bad after all.

"',Sar"'h Bourcy

My personal experience was when I learned howto water ski. It was scary because I didn't knowwhere to put my feet or how to turn when the boatturned. When I finally got up it was easy andfun, and when I went around the lake a coupletimes, It seemed to me 1 Ike I was a professional.I was so proud that I leaned how to water ski.

Jodi 2 Ie 11 s

Why the Sea Is SaltyOne day a giant, Hepagus, and his wife were

getting ready to go on a picniC near the sea. Thegiant's Wife, Caribinia, loved salt and couldn'teat anything without putting ten pounds of salt onIt. When they got out of their monsterous horsebuggy, they sat by the edge of the sea to eat.Hepagus was lazy and had Carbinia fix lunch forhim. Not remembering how much she loves salt, hetook a bite. His face turned pale 1 ike he had Justeaten a lemon. SuddenlY the food from his mouthcame flying out and landed, in the sea. That is whythe sea is salty.

Heather Sobsczak

I learned how to ride a horse by usirig sevenbasic techniques. The first technique I learnedwas to get the horse to stop. This is done bypulling on the reins. The next step was to getthe horse to walk forward. To do this you mustgentlY kick the horse and make a clucking no,isewith your mouth. I then learned how to get thehorse to trot. This is done by kicking the horseand clucking. If the horse starts trotting toofast, Just put some pressure on the reins bYpUlling back sl ightly. After learning how to trot,I learned how to get the horse to lope. To lope,pressure with one foot and kick with the other.The last technique I learned was to get the horseto back up. To accompl ish this, tug on the reins,

pressure with your feet, and lean slightly bacK. Ihope that these techniques I mentioned can help youunderstand some of the fundamentals of riding.

Kathy Moe

.......

If I could visit with any famous person for a few hours, Iwould choose to visit ~aul Hogan because he doesn't seem to bestuck up. I think he would be nice because he used to be anordinary person .just, like :me. I think he'd be interesting total k to because he grew up in A\'/stral ia, and he was on Australiantelevision once and, was an instant success. He is also thefirstforei,gn actor to make it big ill the American niovieindustry,I would ask him if he ~s like Mick Dundee, who he portrayed inthe movie Crocodile Dundee. I would also like to ask him how helikes the United States. I think it would really be interestingmeeting this famous person.

Ji 11 Southerton

I should listen to my grandma for one special reason. WhenI was about six years, I spent the day with my ,grandma. She hasa neighbor my age. We went outside t~ play. My grandma warnedme and said remember to wear your shoes. Wear my shoes. I didn't.Surely enough, I got a big cut on my foot. After that I alwayswore shoes when I went to play. at my grandma's neighbor's house,

Heather Modean

I tend to disagree with the point, "Fantasy is silly; it hasnothing to do with the real world." Have yoli ever had a good laughor cry? After you are done. you can get up and go on feeling muchbetter. So. what I am trying to say is that fantasy is usually thefunny or the sad thing. Dealing with fantasy helps us to dealbetter with real life. in a real world. A good example of this isin the poem. "Jabberwocky." In this poem. we get a chance to relax.sit back, and maybe even laugh a little. Fantasy also give lis abetter understanding of life. I think fantasy is a good tool touse to deal with the real world.

Heather Hawkinson

Why The Beaver's Tail Is Flat

One day Mr •. Beaver was walking through the woods looking for a

nice tall tree for his house. At last after hours of walking he

came across this humongus tree which had been hallowed out. He peeked

in to see if anyone was living there. Suddenly, out popped a Super­

nicobab. He was the favorite of the forest and had magical powers

from the god's.

"Why are you around my tree?" he yelled in fury.

"I'm just looking for a house for the winter," replied Mr. Beaver.

"Say," exclaimed Supernicobal, "I know the perfect place for you."

Supernicobal acted nice now, but he slowly had a plan forming in his head.

"Come with me," he said.

They walked for hours until they came to a white tree next to a

stream. "This tree is pretty neat," the Beaver said.

"Well, I must be going," and with that, Supernicobol left.

Mr. Beaver explored the tree."It looks cozy enough," he thought. But, there was something odd

in the corner. He went to investigate.

"I wonder what it is," he said out loud.

After hours more of looking at the thing, he discovered it was a

waffle iron. Mr. Beaver was hungry so he whipped up some batter.

He accidentally dropped some batter on the floor and fell back­

wards into the waffle iron which closed.It hurt so bad he went running into the stream and soaked in it.

So, from then on, the beaver lives in the water to keep his tail from

hurting.

Kara Schultz

Why the Sea is Salty

One day the Yogins were sitting around in a deep meditation

when a noise interrupted the silence. It turned out that their

leader, Neil Ambrose, had just discovered a logical answer to the

ultimate question of life, which was, in fact, "What can be done to

eliminate all the saliva that forms in our mouth when we eat?" "The

answer," he announced, "is to build a gigantic salt machine to put

salt on our food."

They did this and were pleased at first, but then the machine

started to pour a ton of salt on the food, so Ambrose called his

right-handed ·servant Lefty in to fix the machine. When told that

a machine of such infinite improbability evolves by chance, there

was no way to fix it. Ambrose became so frustrated that his adrenalin

gland began to produce ten times as much adrenal in, which enabled

him to lift the ten ton machine up off the ground and toss it a mile

into the ocean to rid the world of its worthlessness.

Little did Ambrose know that when the machine hit the water, the

force of the splash fl ipped the machine on as it sank into the depth

of the ocean, and therefore, made the ocean salty.

M.Sholund

I found out the truth about Santa Claus when I started Kinder­

garten. All of the "older" kids went around asking all of the "younger"

kids if they believed in Santa Claus. Of course they asked me if I

believed in Santa Claus, and I said yes. So then they started laughing.­

Then when more kids asked me, I said no. So when they left, I heard

one say, "at least one kid knows the truth." So I figured out that

Santa Claus must be a fake. That's how I found out the truth about

Santa.Claus.

Jason Ziells

Excuses

I was sitting on the bus finishing my homework when we

came to an intersection. The sun was brightly shining, and it

began to burn a hole into my work, but I was busy thinking

Suddenly, it was burning my hand, and I threw it into the air

and ran outside. Then I realized what I had done. I tried

to save it, but a firefighter, on his first fire, saved it for

a souvenir.

If you don't fall for that one, here's the truth. was

walking to school with my homework in a locked brief case when

a man in a trench coat flashed me. I was so shocked, I stood

there for a minute, frozen to the ground. The trenchcoat man

took the briefcase, assuming it contained money, ran into a

waiting helicopter, and took off. I would have rented a chartered

plane, bot my lunch money was in the "briefcase.

If you still don't believe that, even 'though you should,

here's one last try. My sister was opening a can of dog food

for my dog, noodles, when she dropped it on my homework. It

smelled so bad that my mother instantly flushed it down the toileL.

Then, realizing it was my homework, she put on her scuba gear,

ready to take the plunge, but she didn't fit down the hole.

Jenni fer Hewett

H~re us the most original excuse of all for not havinghomework done. We had only one piece of paper left in thehouse. My dad and r both needed a piece. Me, for myhomework, and my dad to wr i til' ale t ter' back to his boss andnot get in trouble. Take a.wild stab in the dark on who gotthe paper.

I WISH POEMS

I wishI was a tiger slyas a fox 1-1 steni ngto the anima1s

'walking on,the rocks.Kejth Hanson

I used to bea frog. jumping on lilies.and jumping with all sorts of glee

But nowI'm a toad, and I'm doing less.and now I just watchthe day progress.

Keith Hanson

I wishRos.e.li, .WI,re only pinkso people could stop copyingthe poem "Roses are Red."

Brandon Lund

I used to bea wealt1ing,

But 'nowI'm a regul arArnold Schwartzenegger.If people pick on me,I'll boot them from hereto the moon.

Hi ke Jobin

I wishpeople would never dieand get old and wrinklyso you could enjoyyour 1i fe forever.

Becky Mondroski

I used to bea shark in the sea

But nowI'm a minnow in a river.

Jeff Carl son

I wishI had a pi geon Iso I didn't have to buy stamps

Tim Tapani.'

What the tired wife said to her husband afterstuffing a pillow down his throat in themiddle of the night:

"Snore noMore! "

Jason Peterson

Lisa, Li sa, Lisa, Lisa,Usa, L; sa, Lisa, Li sa,Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, Lisa

"SameDame" BeelerMatt

What the boss said to the hunchback paper-boy:"Lunch,Hunch?"

Robin Wetterlind

Two tuba players trying to play faster than theother

BassRace

Jeff Marti n

What you would call the place where King Tutwas buried?

"TombRoom"

Debbie Miller

What the Lone Ranger says when he is in a hurry-­"ProntoTonto! "

Kara Johnson

What a beetle get from his wife"BugHug"

Angie Dolan

There once was a polka-dotted goatWho rode in a pink and blue boat.He sat there and stared,He didn't even care,Until somebody stole his black coat.

Emily Slattengren

-and Denise Fleische

.<

What the man said to Michael Jackson after buyinghis house;

"Titl eI do 1 ! II

Brian DeDominces

What students said to Mrs. Muckala when wildstudent pulls out a squirt gun on her:

"DuckMuck! "

Jamey Lynch

What the little Pharo boy said to his mom whenshe didn't know the answer to his question:

"DummyMummy"

Tara Jaski

What a person said to a mime doing an example ofa thunderstorm:

"Riot inQUiet!"

Tara Jaski

What it's called when two people skateboard toa movie:

SkateDate

Jon Mercier

What hugging in the rain is called;Cuddles "nPuddles

April Scandin

What the little boy thought trees did in the fall:TreesSneeze!

Heather Leslie

What happens when a passenger plane crashes:AllFall !

Heather lesl ie

What the burn-out said to the prep after school;"You,

Chew?"Bridget Booth

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There once was a chicken. named BenHe ran into the side of his pen,He got knoc~ed.out cold .So the story was toldThat that was the end of poor ben.

Tristi Briegel

I know·j;his one guy named HerrWho,is no good at ~11 fOr sureHe's not very fancy '.So get back Brunansky .The Twins will be back in a blur!

Chad Gundry

and Heidi Bergquist

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Jon Larson

There once was a beautiful starWho had a fabulous looking carBut one day it crashedSo they put it in the trashAnd now she lives out ofa jar! .

CindY Kleppe and

SCHOOLDesk" book, study, busPen. pencil, glassesLocker, mess, office, fussRun. tardy, classes

liandy Cornick

CLIMBING ATREEJump, grab, off,.groundI'm, up. highLook, .around, jump, downOops, can't fly

SCHOOLSTeachers, students, hallways, stairsLaughing, talking,. screamingPens. pencils, books, chairs,Listening, struggling, dreaming

Tia Stahl

PLANEPilot, movies, passenger, cloudSeatbelt • fast. Dori n9Ticket, expensive, food, loudPeanuts, windows. roaring

. Heidi Bergquist

Deanna Borske

There once was a cow from Calcutta,She made the best milk and good butta.She was black and brownBut then she looked downAnd stepped on a razor and cut her!

Tom Berdice and Jason Wennberg

There·was a young lady from ZionAlways trying to tame a lion.But one day the beastTurned her into a feastAnd thUS. did the lady quit try'in!

Travis Bushey and Matt Neiding

There once was a man named Brazey.Hi s nei ghbors thought he was qui te crazy.He walked on his handsAs he went by the bandsHe still does it if it's foggy or hazy.

Tonya Cameron

A man from Hoboken sa id. "vlhyCan't I sit on my lap if I tr'y?"He turned round and roundTi 11 he fe11 to the groundAnd finally gave up with a sigh.

Jessica Turpin and Angie Sneide

There was a young man from TrevizeWhose ears were two different sizes.The left one was small.And of no use at all;With the right one he won several prizes!

Jessica Turpin and Angie Sneide

One day a yellow kite hit my deckThere's this woodpecker that likes to peck.It pecked the yellow kite.It gave me a big frightI'll get a new one so what the heck!

Tia Stahl and April Scandin

What the Bear's said when Jim McMahon fell in thewater:

SwimJim!

Tom Berdice

t wisht.. had lots of' moneyto give to the people in.Africa,who need it.

Beth Steinert

I wb·h,I was a cloud . .

, so I could live in the skyand look over' everyone

Betca Ohon

I used to bea crow

Until one dayI stole a· cookieand twas layed offand became a mosquito.

Becca Olson

I wishevery class had a great teacherlike my seventh hourlike Mrs. Muckala's' room.

Brent Boben

I wishall humans Were like flowersand could sit prettyfor hours' and hours

Heather Isakson

I wishI were a willow treeso I don't have any problemsat all--just swaying in thegentle breeze

Chrissy Hughes

I wishthere were cures fordifferent sicknesses,so then my aunt wouldbe alive ....

Chrissy Hughes

I wishI was Ken Hrbek so I couldbe in a World Series.He was so proud roundingthe basepath.

Ed Haggy

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BASEBALL 87, WORLD SERIESBruno, Larkin, Bush, HerbieNewman, Viola, Dan'Mark, Gags, Lomba, KirbyNeito. Tim, G-Man

Chad Gundry

MANTough, strongWorks, fishes, 'lau,ghsLikes to have funBoy

Scott Jenkins

LIFEPrecious. cherishExplore. ~reate. learnOnly happens onceLife

Jamie Busch

SKIINGSnowpants, jacket, scarf. hatsPoles. boots, skisFriends, conversation, guys. chatsScreaming, blinded, trees

Sandy Vanderscheuren

PONIESBig. lovabl eGalloping, marching. kickingUnderstands people's feelingsHorse

'Jennifer Tobolaski

There was an old man of PeruWho dreamed he was kissing a shoe.He awoke in the nightIn a terrible frightAnd found it was perfectly true!

Sheila Clark and Michelle Sherman

There once was a big, fat, ugly horseWe will use him as our main course.His name is Mr. PeteHe had very 1arge feet.We said. "Dinner!" He said, "Of coursel"

Dawn Johnson and Debbie Miller