This is a poem written in a Poetry Tent at a Poetry Festival in Waterloo Village.
The leafless tree hung out over the cliff. The ocean waves crashed below. There was so much going on because of the violent storm. The waves were in an uproar, destroying anything in it's path. I jumped from the tree, it fulfilled me, like a great piece of @ss. I landed on ocean glass. So, with that nice feeling inside of me, I decided I hate that tree. I decided I need something else. So I swam and I swam, so far away. The sun was screaming at me. The man was staring at me. So I asked the man, "Why did you bring me to this place?" Then I started country line dancing with him... the man. And we dosedoed, and the cattle woed. I killed that cattle. We had some beef. And then the woman let out a big queef. So I picked up Rainbow Bright and got out of the ocean and back up the tree. Now I'm in the tree, in the tree again. The storm's over and the tide goes back. So I dive back in with the doll in my hand, and went on the land. Then I pissed on the tree and the damn thing fell on me! As I layed there in my shivering pain, a mouse crawled up my nose looking for some cheese, but he left unhappy. His saddness was overwhelming, and he split his paw. Heavily, he fell from my nose. Then Rainbow stole my nuclear b0mb and drilled it into the ocean floor and I was happy.
By: Eva from N.Y., Sonya from Toms River, Luke from Sussex County, Ken from Bergen County, Rea, Sarah and Dan from West Orange, and Pat, Craig, Erin, DeDe, Dan, Michelle, Kristin, Angela, Chrissy and Laura from Verona.
