The Week of The Test
It was the Friday morning of the first test
Hundreds of kids achieving their best
Filling in circles on a separate sheet
in a time limit you had to beat
It had math, spelling, and vocab
It was hard to keep tab
I've been taking it for many a year
but I still have some fear
But now I have to say goodbye
for now I have a test on vocabuli
-Jeff
The Posse of Weirdom
A Sequel to The Weirdom Wall
there once was a clan
of about twenty-some
identified as
a posse of weirdom
but lunacy was banned
and was to be illegal
which made them all outlaws
according to the rule
they grew more popular
and very influential
extraordinary strangeness
became a significant tool
still the club grew larger
as they roamed through the towns
loyal citizens rebelled
from places all around
it became so effective
they repealed the restriction
the sudden change
all seemed like fiction
the posse of weirdom
was an important key
in finally freeing the area
from formality
-Derrick
Mr. Z's Pants
When he came to our school in the fall of '94
he wore pants that weren't bought at any ordinary store
These pants were better than normal, better by far
for they bore the legendary Texaco Star
He was asked "Where did you get those, are there anymore"
he just said "Quiet, and turn to page 194"
Where they came from he never did say
they remain a mystery and legend to this very day
-Mark
The Terrible Hair Dilemma
There once was a man who had a care
About his head and its balding hair
And so he went and bought some Rogaine
But it didn't work and he went insane
And the folks around him thought he'd do harm
So they sent him off the the funny farm
But he wasn't really crazy, just a little weird
So he got hair transplanted to his head from his beard
So he's finished and now he's had his fun
And his hair adventure is over and done
-Chris
Foul shot
One second is left in the game
you're at the foul line and going insane
the game is on your shoulders the score is tied
right now you feel like want to hide
the first attempt you shoot like a brick
and you just wish there was something to kick
your hands are sweaty, your knees are weak
the adrenaline in your body is at its peak
the ref hands you the ball
you feel very very small
you remember how you shot the ball and feel like a jerk
and then you remember you have science homework
you concentrate with all your might
your stomach is very very light
the crowd is so loud it awakens the dead
your feet feel like buckets of lead
you shoot the ball that is what you do
do you make it? that depends on you
-Mark
The Game of Organization
with the papers piled
nothing filed
the mother walks into the room
"Son, clean your room or meet your doom
so let the games begin"
she said with a big grin
he started with the closet then under the bed
by 5 PM he felt dead
once he had a spot cleared out
he looked all about
he had no place to put it
as he fell apart bit by bit
then he knew it was more then putting
things in a different location
he had to get some organization
shirts on hanger, socks in the drawer
all the dirt to come off the floor
he cleared a path but still had much to do
cause with all the time wasted he had accomplished few
he collected the papers that covered the room
now he could finally vacuum
he dusted the desk then the trim
the light at the end of the tunnel was now dim
at 8 PM he was nearly complete
but what he needed was some sleep
he pushed to go on
half his breathing was done by yawn
he finished late at night
just in time to hear his parents say
"Don't let the bed bugs bite"
- Jeff
The Loss
You walk into the locker room and no one says a word
The whole team is shocked, the game was absurd
Some of the players are close to tears, some look rather sick
for your team was ahead near the clock's final tick
Your team was so close to a championship, so close to a win
If only that desperation shot had not gone in
But your team has to settle for second place
Then your coach takes you aside and adds to your disgrace
What he says makes the loss twice as hard
for the man who made the shot was the man you were to guard
-Mark
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