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Hey you
Are you sad
What are you going to do

I heard you got the flu
That you are feeling bad
Hey you

Is there a rock in your shoe
Or is it all a fad
What are you going to do

Are you going to sue
Or will you be glad
Hey you

Are you just a few
Or are you just mad
What are you going to do

A car or house, bought new
Now something barely had
Hey you
What are you going to do?

The Death of A Dream

My face lies bloody in the ring.
How did I get here to such a place?
Can I place it to one single thing?

I grew up poor, my father giving my face regular sting.
One day I stumbled upon his old trophy case.
My face lies bloody in the ring.

I once played baseball, but had an imperfect swing.
After school one day, I stumbled upon a wondrous place.
A boxing trainer’s gym, named “Bada Bing”.

He liked me a lot and tried me out in the ring.
I was a natural, regularly coming in first place.
My face lies bloody in the ring.

I began fighting professionally, I thought I had wings.
Many times, my mouth was left with a very bad taste.
I became world champion, developing many a fling.

But someone came along, casting a shadow in my beam.
I couldn’t resist a fight with him. What a waste.
My face lies bloody in the ring.
Maybe, someday, again I’ll be king.

Halloween Villanelle!

So dark, so dank, so frightful of a night!
With gabbing goblins, and greedy ghouls,
Our candy bowls are in quite a plight!

I wait in a re-sewn costume, as the old one was quite
Too tight! As the doorbell rings, and vampires appear, candy my hand doles.
So dark, so dank, so frightful of a night!

As I gaze out, bathed the streets are in orange light,
Walking bed sheets, rapaciously pillaging candy bowls,
Our candy bowls are in quite a plight!

And finally, from dry ice fog, emerges a terrible blight!
A latex creature, one of so many ghouls.
So dark, so dank, so frightful of a night!

A mottled green hand, stretched across a human hand tight.
Crafted by other, more masterful hands, with rubber-cutting tools.
Our candy bowls are in quite a plight!

He claims from my bowl a handful of candy, his face hidden from sight.
And it was only later that I learned, it was my brother, and other fools.
So dark, so dank, so frightful of a night……Our candy bowls are in quite a plight!

- Hayden Russell

My purple Blanket
I have this purple blanket.
It was a gift from my grandma,
There’s no way to tell how much I’ll miss it.

My blanket is very special to me, it
Reminds me of so much, like my papa
I have this purple blanket

It feels like it’s my ticket
To heaven, to meet my deceased grandpa
There’s no way to tell how much I’ll miss it

My blanket is so different,
So unique to me, since it was made by my grandma
I have this purple blanket

I remember crying to it when I got hit,
Or when someone told me that I looked like I should ca,
There’s no way to tell hoe much I’ll miss it

I will feel sad a bit,
When I have to give it away or when it tears.
I have this purple blanket
There’s no way to tell how much I’ll miss it

Villanelle

“Mommy, I’ll be alright”
By: Jessica Williams

Even in the darkest of night,
A little girl is wide awake.
The littlest star shines bright.

The little girl stares up at this brilliant light.
She slowly begins to shake.
Even in the darkest of night.

The little girl’s lips change to white.
Her mother starts to pray.
The littlest star shines bright.

The little girl sees her mother’s tears, “Mommy, I’ll be alright”.
The mother’s heart began to break.
Even in the darkest of night.

“Mommy, I’m going to be a star”, the girl smiled with delight.
The little girl’s eyes begin to close, the mother cries a lake.
The littlest star shines bright.

On this night she will die.
Her life, the Lord will take.
Even in the darkest of night,
The littlest star shines bright.

A SAVIOR’S STORY

ONCE UPON A FABLED LAND,
A LAND SO FULL OF GOLD AND WISHES
IN A TALE SO GODLY GRAND.

HE CAME WITH GOLDEN THREADS UPON HIS HAND,
TO TAKE IN ALL OF HIS FISHES
ONCE UPON A FABLED LAND.

HE CAME TO HEAL ALL OF THE LAND,
AT FIRST HE RECEIVED THE KISSES
IN A TALE SO GODLY GRAND.

BUT THE HIGH PRIEST’S FACES SOON TURNED BLAND,
AND SNAKES GAVE NO BETTER HISSES
ONCE UPON A FABLED LAND.

THEY ALL DEVISED AN UNHOLY SCAM
AND JUDAS RAN TO SERVE THEIR WISHES
IN A TALE SO GODLY GRAND.

DIE AND RISE, NO MORE TO BE TOUCHED BY MAN
TO SERVE THE MULTITUDE OF FISHES
ONCE UPON A FABLED LAND,
IN A TALE SO GODLY GRAND.

-Alex Killen