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| Writers Lament by Shannon Donnelly Straining hard to find something to write Wishing I could make just one more line Finding the right words For the wrong line Assignment due tomorrow Another procrastinatior's lament Waiting so long Wishing i had started last week Sitting over the keyboard Screen glowing on my face Typing words The just don't fit Suddenly, an inspiration strikes An idea greater than any other And I type the words Just Right |
| The Day the Twin Towers Fell by Shannon Donnelly The Day the Twin Towers Fell The nation stood in shock The Day the Twin Towers Fell 'Twas only ten o'clock The Day the Twin Towers Fell Hijacked planes were the culprit The Day the Twin Towers Fell We will not soon forget The Day the Twin Towers Fell The pentagon too, was attacked The Day the Twin Towers Fell Four planes were hijacked The Day the Twin Towers Fell Bombs and crashes throughout the day The Day the Twin Towers Fell Whoever caused this must pay The Day the Twin Towers Fell Who's the mastermind of this heinous deed? Who has such disregard for human life? What is to happen now? Will we find who commited this crime? The day the innocence died, The day the New York Skyline changed forever, The Day the Twin Towers Fell |
| A Few Haiku by Shannon Donnelly Fish Swimming in the tank, Silently in the water Dreaming of the sea Whale Whale, building up speed Swimming quickly to the top She touches the sky Whale II Back in the water Swimming down to the bottom In the peaceful sea Rain Falling softly down The rain falling to the ground Lands on the pavement Frog There, on a lilly Sits a little frog, waiting For a little fly Cheetah Sitting in the grass Mother and children waiting For a tasty snack |
| E.A.Poe in School by Shannon Donnelly Once upon a school day dreary, while i ponderd weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volumes of forgottem work. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As if someone gentely rapping, rapping on my desk galore, "T'is some teacher," I muttered, "Tapping on my desk galore,-- Only this and nothing more. Ah, distinctly i remember, it was in the bleak September, As each seperate dying Summer wrought it's ghost upon the floor. Eagerly i wished the bell; -- while pondering some strange smell From my work i sought surcease of sorrow -- sorrow for the lost Summer-- For the rare and radient season who the angels named Summer- Nameless here evermore Deep into the darkness peering, long i stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, doing work no kid ever dared do before; But the winter was soon broken, and the darkness life unspoken And there was one word spoken was the shouted word, "Graduation!" This we shouted and others shouted back the word, "Graduation!"- To return here, Nevermore |
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| Architeuthis By Shannon Donnelly The deepese waters are it's home, In the darkness he does roam. Taking on a whale or submarine, By humans he is rarely seen. Moving through with jet propulsion, Ten long arms to guide it's motion. Two arms are different from the other, Longer, thinner, tipped with suckers. Fish and whales make up their meal, Their beak like mouth could cut through steel. Their eyes are 18" across, For an equal we are at a loss. These carniverous mollusks are legendary, They are truly extra ordinary. In the quiet, deep, dark sea We should just let them be, |
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