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Poetry Reviews 2006-2007
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June 14, 2007
posted 6/14/2007 10:32 AM

Something Terrible by Andrea Shavick
Something Terrible
By Andrea Shavick

When a full moon, a starry sky
And a dark night
Come together

Something moves in the garden
Something watches
Something waits

When a full moon, a starry sky
And a dark night
Come together

Don't go anywhere near the garden
The Something Horrible
Is awake


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June 14, 2007
posted 6/14/2007 10:28 AM

It's Finally Friday by Paul Orshoski
It's Finally Friday
By Matthew L. Fredericks

It’s finally Friday—I’m so glad.
It’s been a crazy week.
I got chewed out on Monday,
and since then it’s all been bleak.
I lost my lunch on Tuesday,
and a parent went insane,
which shocked me so completely
that I almost popped a vein.

I poked my eye on Wednesday,
and the nurse gave me a shot.
She sent me to the doctor
when I fainted on the spot.

On Thursday I was tardy
’cause I kinda overslept.
And the snack that I was craving
came up missing in a theft.

And so it’s finally Friday.
No more pencils, no more books.
No more sitting in detention,
no more teachers’ dirty looks.

By Friday I’m exhausted,
out of energy and breath.
But that’s the day you’ll hear me shout,
“Rejoice, TGIF!”

And twice a month on Friday,
I remember why I stay:
You see, I am the principal—
that’s when I get my pay.


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June 11, 2007
posted 6/11/2007 10:24 AM

blog photo Lucky Trade by Matthew L. Fredericks
Lucky Trade
By Matthew L. Fredericks

I told my mom I'd go to work
if she would go to school.
She thought that trading places once
just might be kind of cool.
So she agreed; I packed her lunch
and made her wash her face.
Then Mother said, "I wonder why
you want to take my place?"

"I wonder what you do at work.
I'd like to meet your boss.
Now hurry up and brush your teeth
and don't forget to floss.

"There's just one other thing, Mom,
that I forgot to mention:
I'll pick you up at four o'clock-
today you have detention."


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June 11, 2007
posted 6/11/2007 9:55 AM

"Nightmare Scarer" by Richard Michelson
Nightmare Scarer
By Richard Michelson

I have a Nightmare Scarer.
He hides beneath my bed.
He frightens off the nightmares
before they reach my head.

All spiders, snakes and lizards
all crawling things that creep,
know better than to enter
my mind while I'm asleep.

He's fierce as he is ugly.
He's mean without a doubt.
He'll chew up my worst nightmare
and the he'll spit it out.

There's just one tiny problem
that I did now foresee.
My Nightmare Scarer terrifies
and frightens even me.


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May 31, 2007
posted 5/31/2007 1:55 PM

blog photo Mother Doesn't Want a Dog- By: Judith Viorst
Mother Doesn't Want a Dog
By Judith Viorst

Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
And when you come home late at night
And there is ice and snow,
You have to go back out because
The dumb dog has to go.

Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they shed,
And always let the strangers in
And bark at friends instead,
And do disgraceful things on rugs,
And track mud on the floor,
And flop upon your bed at night
And snore their doggy snore.

Mother doesn't want a dog.
She's making a mistake.
Because, more than a dog, I think
She will not want this snake.


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May 21, 2007
posted 5/21/2007 1:55 PM

blog photo The New Kid on The Block- by Jack Prelutsky
There’s a New Kid on the Block
By Jack Prelutsky

There’s a new kid on the block
and boy, that kid is tough.
That new kid punches hard.
That new kid plays real rough.
That new kid’s big and strong,
with muscles everywhere.
That new kid tweaked my arm.
That new kid pulled my hair.
That new kid likes to fight
and picks on all the guys.
That new kid scares me some.
That new kid’s twice my size.
That new kid stomped my toes.
That new kid swiped my ball.
That new kid’s really bad.
I don’t care for HER at all.


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May 16, 2007
posted 5/16/2007 10:43 PM

"My Friend Is Gone"
My Friend Is Gone
By: Lillian M. Fisher

A hug, a tear, and you are gone.
Your swing is missing from the lawn.
Your house is silent, dark and lone.
Your window says no one is home.
I tried hard not to cry
When you waved a last good-bye.
How will I face each empty day
Without my friend who moved away?

Post your reviews of Lillian Fisher's "My Friend is Gone" here!


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