We went to a restaurant.
It was supposedly really good.
Then they made use wait for 2 hours.
But, when we finally went in it was great.
Me who is totally against any kind of salad
got one for side.
Then for meal I got a pasta.
It was chicken with cheese, noddles
and a weird sauce.
My favorite part was the ham.
One night when coming home I
saw a witch! The witch next door!
She never comes out to look at people. Then
when I looked more closely she wasn’t
there it was just a bunch of flys! I was
really creeped out. When I got home I
ran inside. I smelled my favorite food!
Oh, the pastery whiff and the savory
of alfredo sauce! When I got my bowl
a fly was dead in my bowl! I threw it
in the trash then a fly flew up my nose!
It’s still up there.
40 gallons of love
20 cups of punishment
100 kilograms of creator
1,000,000 gallons of create-er
1,000,000,000 of sunshine
bake for 1,000 days at 10,000℉
Sprinkle some love on it because
God is everything.
All That Cash
I knew I was in trouble.
The closet was stuffed with
cash! I knew the police were
onto me big time. I was on the
news! Well… I wasn’t on the
news. What I did was on the
news!! My room was filled coins
and cash. Maybe I need some
but I’ll give the rest back.
Sadness is like a porcupine
on your face. Like eating
sour candy, but you didn’t know
it was sour. Like your dreams
are leaves being raked away.
Like being in a dark room,
and you can’t find the switch.
Like slamming your hand in
a car door. Like jumping on
a trampoline, and you fall down
in a wacky way. Like having
a party, but no one shows up.
The best food ever, is on Thanksgiving Day,
when we toss around an egg-shaped cow
The cow has leather on the outside and beef in our mouths
We eat that sweet and juicy steak, as well as other foods
We eat sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, turkey, ham & beans
But at the end of the Thanksgiving Feast,
someone gets the wishbone.
Some people would wish for fortune, or something else,
but if I ever get the wishbone, I just want more food.
Depression is like water that can flow no longer
it is like 10 thousand knives stabbing you at once
it is like a featherless bird that once had color
it is like talking to a pole while watching it fall
it is like opening a door only to find a stone wall
depression is like writing a poem that never
it is like finally breaking free only to find out
that there is no such thing as freedom anymore
it is like a cold winter day without a coat to
hug you and protect you from the chilliness,
it is like telling someone goodbye for the last
time, knowing you never see them
it is like a fairy that can no longer flap her
A chicken taken
with its many chicken friends
to be killed to eat
Chicken Noodle Soup
All of my hopes & my dreams
Nutella and gum
Chicken comes from a
chicken. It has so much
good chicken in it. It
taste like everything that
is good in my mouth. It’s
like Dr. Pepper in my
mouth. Chicken taste.
She is as brave as a lion.
As pretty as a flower.
As happy as a lily.
And as funny as a (non)comedian.
I had a bad dream. I was high
on a platform and I had a tiny dog.
We jumped off the platform into a car,
we fell. When we landed, the puppy
turned into a gummy worm and split in half. I loved
that dog to death. Next thing I know
I’m at school with Caroline. Then I saw
a picture of my old dog Sunny. I started to
Frank Mitchell Intermediate School
Dates of Visit: November 1-2, 2018
Faculty Sponsor: Karen Millsap
Grade Levels: 4, 5, 6
Appx. Number Students Served: 63
Visiting Writers: Jacob Yordy, Ben Whisman, Andrew Butler, Steven Rybnicek