By Treasure T., South Loop School
Poems Songs That's Weird, Grandma
I am Foggylogg with a long tail.
I see big birds with purple dots.
I fear lava with jello in it.
I hope one day I can be a fly eater
I am Foggylogg
I am Biggligg Fogglogg’s sister
I think I should fly with birds with purple dots
I cry when Fogglogg eats bugs
I touch anthing nastey
I am Biggligg, Fogglogg’s sister
I am Coggfogg, Fogglogg’s brother
I try to talk to them
I pretend to be a monster
I say to them everyday I love you
I am Coggfogg, Fogglogg’s Biggligg’s brother
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By Anna C., Lincoln Park Words@Play Program
Poems That's Weird, Grandma
If you ever run into
a piece of barbecued chicken
run away as fast as you can to China.
If you get tired on the way
take a plane. If they give it to
you on the plane, start a food
fight. It will be fun. Just
make sure no one throws it
back at you. Then get off the
airplane and make hotel reservations.
Enjoy China, but remember
barbecued chicken is evil.
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By Val B., Lincoln Park Words@Play Program
Poems That's Weird, Grandma
Black will taste like black cherries.
Red will taste like fake blood.
Black will feel like black hair.
Red will feel like blood.
Black will smell like worms.
Red will smell like blood.
Black will sound like crows crying.
Red will sound like someone bleeding.
Black looks like a shadow.
Red looks like a sunset.
Black reminds me of night.
Red reminds me of blood.
A black thing at home is a black PS2.
A red thing at home is a dead fish.
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By Julian A., South Loop Elementary
True Stories Poems Songs Monkeys Come Alive
My day is always good
I have a fun day
Sometimes I have boring days
And sometimes I have happy days
I have a singing day
I have a big day
I have a flying day
I have a super day
I have a balloon day
I have a cake day
I have a girlfriend day
I have a book day
I have a zoo day
I have a hyper day
I have a power day
I have a mad day
I have a test day
I have a swimming day
I have a TV day
I like Friday because it's fun
And the last day of the week
I have a karate day
I have a quick day
I have a breakfast day.
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By Aisha M., West Pullman Park Words@Play Program
Poems Songs Monkeys Come Alive Podcasts Other Venues TOTL 2005
It's a white lady
Wearing a pink dress
In a dark room, in the dark
Waiting for God to talk
She's looking out a window
At New York City
So God can talk to her
She's get up
So she's just sitting and sitting
Waiting for God.
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