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The Smith School Times May 2021 In print & online at sites.google.com/tstboces.org/sstimes Reptiles That Need Help The Mind #trending By Nikolai Huie By Anonymous By Jonathyn Thornton Small fragile tiny World in flames, time for Sweet innocent kind school, time to learn but Merkle The mind of a baby is nothing but is surfing Twitters kindness =========================== Tell me how Sweet turns into vicious Fragile turns into armoured Tiny turns into huge Sweet turns to sour Innocent turns to foul minded Kind turns to mean There are many types of reptiles. There are leopard geckos. There are komodo SNAKE HAIKU dragons. There are basilisks. There are By Logan Treacy bearded dragons. There are alligators. Those are some of the reptiles. THIN SLIMY AND LONG SCALY AND ROUGH REPTILE Thank you, Nikolai, for sending COLD BLOODED SERPENT us an article! The SSTimes would love to get more articles from students at Smith School. You can email [email protected] with your submissions. Greenhouse Sale By Anna Guggenheim ====================== Cherry Blossoms By Anna Guggenheim ========================== Pink and white is all I see under the petals Owls cherry blossom tree Big eyes, big wings ======================== Flying, Looking, Hearing In a tree Silent Hunter By Daquan Its that time everyone time for flowers, baby animals, and all things spring! =========================== Not only is it planting time but our Greenhouse is doing there annual plant sale. From marigolds to the germanius. All of the plants at the Greenhouse are beautiful. My favorite are the hanging baskets they make. The sale begins April 30th until sold out. Flowers are one of the things that define spring. National Poetry Month SuperBowl LV By Tyler Santana family friends pizza Fournette runs Mahomes is sacked The Legendary Cat Warrior SuperBowl Sunday By D.J. Schofield Every April is National Poetry Month, a =========================== Cute and cuddly time to celebrate poets and their craft. Michael Jackson From Sonnets, to Acrostic, to Haiku, Pop Star, Legend Small and mischievous baby join us in celebrating the work of our Dancing, Singing, Shemoaning Orange and fluffy Smith School poets. Songs on the radio on the bus Bad By Issac and Classmates =========================== 1 The Smith School Times May 2021 In print & online at sites.google.com/tstboces.org/sstimes Not knowing any better, Basketball oddly staring at a TV, By Tyler Santana gets taken away and becomes a glitch. Bored so I play basketball Child two, a girl. Another sport just is not the Little girl, digging for freedom, trapped Same some think within a hospital. Kayaking can be fun but CLANG! She hears, turns her head, Especially I like basketball a seeing a spoon up ahead. Ton where else can you Digging and digging, another spoon Blaze across the court drops by. All I want to do is play ball The Duck She finally sees a light. But yet… Looking for fame? Naw, just By Tommy Husband It's that same light that prisoned her in Love the game! the hospital. A baby duck is as soft as a fuzzy peach. She hears the door open for the room A toddler duck is as messy as a she was in. teenager. She walks out, unknowing The Doctor Springtime Haiku Teenage ducks are as playful as a ball isn’t far behind. bouncing. By Adriana Gonzalez A young adult duck is as free as a leaf Child three, lollipop boy. in the wind. Scared and cowardly. He runs. A grown up duck is as hungry as a He has to fight back, even if he’s Flowers are blooming wildebeest. scared. Bullies are the main enemy… for now. Trees are swaying in the wind =========================== Until he locks himself in the locker. The Teacher arrives. Leopard The sun shines on Earth Hunter, Black Child four, ghost child. Jumping, Eating, Prowling A boy who walks around with one arm, Hunts at night with a sheet over his head. Big jungle cat He notices some viewers watching TV. By Mya He sees an open window, he sees a dead rat, and uses it to climb. =========================== Climb to the window, success. Freedom? Fail… Life of a Mute The TV turns off. By Anonymous They are now behind him. Nowhere to go. He stays still, and waits The life of a mute is not an easy life for death to approach. The life of a mute is not understood The life of a mute is trying to scream ======================== The Love Cinquain for help with nothing coming out By Abigail Jackson The life of a mute is frustrating Dog The life of a mute is frightening cute, friendly LGBTQ+ The life of a mute living makes you running, panting,playing Love, Honest desperate can eat dog food Sharing, Exploring, Being The life of a mute is lonely K-9 The life of a mute is craving By TJ Lesbian, Gay, Bi, Trans understanding =========================== Sexuality The life of a mute is painful The life of mute is dark and cold Batman The life of a mute is something people By Jane Ink will never understand Batman is the Dark Knight as he walks =========================== All through the night he stalks The night is his to own Dogs May he walk alone Cool, Naughty Alone again Helping, Caring, Growling Never losing to bane Playful and hyper Pit Bulls ♥ =========================== By Mercedes Zebra Untitled =========================== Stripes, Strong By Jacob Willams-Ratcliff Jumping, Running, Hopping Glitch Children Zebras run fast I think the school bus is a big block of By Chloe Weber Striped horse cheese. Based upon digital comic from LN By Aubry Arden The chocolate milk jug is a giant block comics and LN2 of chocolate. =========================== I like big blocks of cheese. To the dark shadowy woods, over the blue foggy seas. Baby Shark Bunbun is a stuffed animal. Glitch children await for you within By Jonathyn Thornton Bunbun is my favorite. this maze of pain. Bunbun is a rabbit. Pain, a feeling like being stabbed, Baby Shark do doo crushed, broken. Person swimming do do doo! Bunbun can. Is what these children have probably Lunch At last do doo! Bunbun can jump. felt before becoming glitches. Bunbun can jump high. Bunbun can jump high buildings. Child one, a toddler. But bunbun is short. 2 The Smith School Times May 2021 In print & online at sites.google.com/tstboces.org/sstimes I remember when I got bunbun. extended my arm just an inch I could I remember bunbun´s bow tie. grab it. Drag her away into the small Belching, you stand and grab fruit off I remember bunbun´s checkered ears. universe just underneath. the trees and chew. Instaitable. It’s I remember bunbun´s bead eyes. sticky and filled with worms but I remember when bunbun was lost and I was sad. There’s a knock on the door as my something sweet persuades you to grab hand creeps forward, and just like more. They fit just in the palm of your Bunbun bunbun bunbun that— hand, like they’re made for you. All for Llama. I love you you. I’m stuck and she’s gone. Just =========================== underneath — under the blankets and Something pushes you away, grabbing the pillows and the stuffed animals and you and tugging. But you fight for Rainbows By Aubry Arden the mattress and the frame and the more. This is made for you. You floorboards. I’m stuck and she’s gone. deserve this more than anyone. It is beautiful It is a rainbow of colors. #2 Your nails drag through the dirt, It is beautiful. through the remains of the fruit on the The rainbow is like a pretty horse shoe Your mouth is full of cotton, and while grass, you scramble to get out of their It is beautiful. you stumble through the moving sand, reach. Your hands are wet but nothing =========================== you choke it up. It feels like grit sticks, you continue to fall. sanding down your molars as you grind Mine craft your teeth. You beg for water, for the This is by Steven Ellis Bacon relenting sun to waver — your Minecraft And there, just off in the distance, paradise. You want this. Is blocky. It paradise. Swirling like molten soap. You hit the ground and your sight Is wavers. Your mouth is full of cotton. also Grass spills into the dry climate, fresh Your stomach bursts. dangerous. and covered in mildew. It’s like a whole You other world, just in front of you. Just #4 can for you. The sun doesn’t seem so bad, craft tools. the heat not as suffocating. The There’s this cat, There small and grey is closer It follows me everywhere a a small little thing I can’t shake dimension you get the called It whines, the nether. bigger I think it’s lonely You’re goal is to it becomes. And it followed me, beat From my house, to my school, to the the Trees creep into your line of sight, fruit gas station, to the park. enderdragon. ripe and ready to fall off its branches. I didn’t stop for it The leaves are green. Everything's so A Collection of Poems By Anonymous green. And the water, oh, there’s water. But I wish I did Mosy and running. #1 Now it doesn’t whine You can’t push yourself to run, but you It doesn’t cry when I walk faster There’s light, hobble through tough wind anyway. always. Your hair whips back into your face but It's never there She creeps throughout the room — you narrow your eyes through the I’ve missed it, fiddling with something in the closet, irritation.

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