By Stephaun B., Loyola Park
Poems
Grannies had a sport call basketball
Most of them were short and most of them were tall.
They didn’t have grandpa’s they have grannies.
One of them was the best his name was Dani.
Dani was a fish he ate corn
They told him he was 26 when he was born.
When Grannies shoot they don’t pass the hoop.
They are just like babies they always poop.
Since Grannies have no teeth they eat hay.
They always east they sleep
When they are playing in the game
When Grannies los they will say “you will pay”
When they sleep they are on the floor.
they break their backs the announcer says, “Lean like a cho lo.”
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By Dominique T., Douglas Park Words @ Play
Poems
My body is beautiful
My body is brown
Brown beautiful black hand
Pretty princess me I love
I look in the mirror
At me and say I’m the
One. I’m the one who has
Dreams and feelings. Feelings
That love.
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By Meyah C., West Pullman Park Words @ Play Program
Poems That's Weird, Grandma
OMG!!
My fingers stop smacking each other and smashing in to each other
I’m trying to write!
Middle n pinky you two have been at it all day
And thumb stop letting them bully you
You all have been getting me in trouble all day
I just might chop you all off
If you all don’t stop talking
What’s that you say, ring finger you’re broke?!?
OOOO…my gosh here comes the pain mommy!!
We have a problem!
I broke my ring finger because I wouldn’t stop talking.
What?!? Well never mind.
LOL I bet you’re done talking NOW!?!
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By Rayanne P. & Gabriella R., Berger Park Words @ Play Program
Poems
How to Make Me
Add 2 tablespoons of shortness.
Chop up baseball and add.
Wash off a quarter pound of sarcasm and add a teaspoon of crazy juice.
Sprinkle 3 tablespoons of funny.
Rinse off a pack of weird and simmer.
Add green eyes.
Add a quarter ounce of video games.
Boil a pound of guitar and scary movies.
For a stronger flavor, add skinny jeans and a pair of Vans.
Just a spritz of brown hair
And occasionally some Decatur Classical.
That’s how you make me.
Diamond
I am the shine of the diamond
I wish people could admire me more
I am the color of the diamond
I love me
I am the point of the diamond
I can’t point anymore
I am the diamond on the necklace
I look so beautiful
I am the “diamond”
I am so perfect
And I am so beautiful
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By Calvon B. , Tuley Park Words @ Play Program
Poems That's Weird, Grandma
I’m so good on my birthday I might get an Xbox 360.
I’m sad.
I’m glad.
I’m mad.
I’m bad.
I’m sorry.
I’m small.
I’m tall.
I’m shrug.
I’m long.
I’m Calvon.
I’m Romare.
I’m my dad.
I’m a boy.
I’m markers.
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