School
School
School, school is a jungle,
There are the tigers, the cheerleaders
There are the lions, the cheerleaders
There are the meercats, the nerds who hide underground
There are the giraffes, the models
But who am I
You never see me……
I’m an Ant
I have to watch for ant eaters
Or big animals that might step on me
School, school is a jungle
What animal are you
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Drama | 0 | 10/14/2010 |
| The Fire | 1 | 09/08/2010 |
| Home | 0 | 09/08/2010 |
| Life | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| School | 0 | 01/27/2010 |
| A Falling Tear Drop | 0 | 05/12/2009 |
| hopeless | 0 | 05/07/2009 |
| sleeping | 0 | 05/04/2009 |
| Tear Drops | 0 | 05/04/2009 |
| Smiles | 1 | 05/04/2009 |
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