MPitS - Manchester Union Elementary School

MPitS

Manchester Union Elementary School
2002/2003

My Generation

This is my generation

Destroyed by democrats and politicians
This is my wasted generation

They steal land for oil and money
Politicians and democrats still kill
This is my sad generation

Here are the wars that make peace
Why must they steal land for oil and money?
Politicians and democrats are still a killing
This is my generation bloody annd helpless

These are the drugs that hurt the brain
Here are the wars that make peace
Why must they steal land for oil and money?
Politicians and democrats are still a killing
This is my sick generation

This is the bill of rights that no longer exists
These are the drugs that hurt your brain
Here are the wars that make peace
Why must we steal land for oil and money?
Politicians and democrats are still a killing
This is the generation I was born in.

Dusty R. Earheart Bertheola
6th-8th grade
Ericka Guynes, classroom teacher

Recipe for Poems

Take a bowl, take a spoon
add a pencil and a tune.
While you work, sing that tune
to make fun really soon.
Flip a paper in a pan
to make something to spread the jam.
Add some words of love and symphony,
add some words of hate and terror
add some words of crying and laughing
and some words of silliness
Then put it in the pan with the paper
and bake it for 60 minutes
And when it comes out it will
be so perfect that no one will believe.

Keelyn O'Brien, 4th-5th grade
Ms. Wesley, classroom teacher

Dog, dog, how did you become man's best friend?
I was walking along and I like to help people
and people like to pet me,
and I was lonely before we were friends.

Coyote, coyote, how did you get that howl?
My mother howled and I watched her carefully
I ate something that made that sound
and I was still hungry.
Then I ate some more.

Butterfly, butterfly, where did you get all those colors?
Because I got my wings wet in my cocoon
I flew up to a rainbow
and the colors stuck on.

Snake, how do you live in the desert?
I go underground and eat worms
and I have real tough skin.

Sand lizard, how do you crawl so fast in the sand?
We were born fast.
We are as fast as rollerskating.

Becca
K-1st grade class

Jennifer

My eyes are like a green ocean.
My ears are like a cold breeze.
My clothes are colorful flowers.
My dreams are like a colorful painting.

I'm like a shiny pearl that sparkles.
I'm a flame that will not burn out.
I'm a river rushing through the world.
I'm wood turning into a piece of paper.
I'm a rabbitt hopping through the valley.

Jennifer, 2nd-3rd grade
Beth Knoche, classroom teacher

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