Russell Hoban
Summer goes, summer goes
Like the sand between my toes
When the waves go out
That's how summer pulls away,
Leaves me standing here today,
Waiting for the bus.
Summer brought, summer brought
All the frogs that I have caught
Frogging at the pond,
Hot dogs, flowers, shells and rocks,
Postcards in my postcard box -
Places far away.
Summer took, summer took
All the lessons in my book,
Blew them far away.
I forgot the things I knew -
Arithmetic and spelling, too,
Never thought about them.
Summer's gone, summer's gone -
Fall and winter coming on,
Frosty in the morning.
Here's the school bus right on time.
I'm not really sad that I'm
Going back to school.
LOOK OUT!
by Max Fatchan
The witches mumble horrid chants,
You're scolded by five thousand ants,
A martian pulls a fearsome face
And hurls you into Outer Space,
You're tied in front of whistling trains,
A tomahawk has sliced your brains,
The tigers snarl, the giants roar,
You're sat on by a dinosaur.
In vain you're shouting ''Help'' and ''Stop''
The walls are spinning like a top,
The earth is melting in the sun
And all the horror's just begun.
And, oh, the screams, the thumping hearts
That awful night before school starts.
School
Winifred C. Marshall
School bells are ringing, loud and clear;
Vacation's over, school is here.
We hunt our pencils and our books,
And say goodbye to fields and brooks,
To carefree days of sunny hours,
To birds and butterflies and flowers.
But we are glad school has begun,
For work is always mixed with fun.
When autumn comes and the weather is cool,
Nothing can take the place of school.