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Poems By Poet Molly Breadcrumb  7/23/2016 6:03:48 PM
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Middle School Mayhem

six grade, oh boy
new places, new faces
here I come middle school
busy hallways and I’m already confused
scary teachers
heavy books
I was hook
on middle school
clueless and clumsy was me
s.s. projects and foam model earths, yippy
I loved my English class
it was a bast
my pencil always glue to my hand
I play sax in the band
new found friends surround me
it filled me with glee
my whole life written in English class and middle ages fair
I won student of the year, that’s when I learned that people really care
that was my six grade mayhem
seventh grade, hooray for me
new teachers and a faster pace
I’m still here in middle school
my nevers were like rubber bands
I’m so great full my friends were always there to lend a hand
drama club was so fun
but pushcart I hated
essays and homework doubled
science projects bubbled
art was fav
and math I hated
and gym and study hall
watch out flying kick balls
went to see a great play
and the whole year was filled with busy days
French was a bore
but I always came back for more
this was the year I turned thirteen
unluck for me
I do be smart don’t start
that was a bast
that was my seventh grade mayhem
eighth grade, finally
same places and same faces
I’m almost in high school
I’m the top dog
health was a night mare
i changed my hair
drama club was cool
I was always in the high school pool
wave, study circles, and GE
are only some
boys were gross
I was smart, I don’t want to bust
report card filled with 95 and 100
but what I loved the most were my buds
Casey, Katie (neigh, neigh) , Emily and Em Bradley, Julia,
Shelby (not me) , Sam, Jess, and Mother Ev
art was the coolest
Mrs. McDonnell was the bomb
Montreal and Great Escape
testing, testing, testing, but that’s not new
always looking for something better
English was so fun
I learned I like to talk
that was my eighth grade mayhem
Now the year is almost over
it reminds me of all the things I’ve done
I learn to speak up
I have a say
I hated middle school but hay
I loved being there anyways
the bell rings
I put on my backpack
then I walk into the hall
still trying not to ball
memories flood me
like the water on the Titanic
sixth grade, seventh grade, eighth grade have come and gone so fast
I can’t stop thinking of the past
I stand in the hall on the last Friday knowing Mondays not going to be the same
new faces, new places, new hall ways to learn
for my life will change
watch out high school Molly's on her way
that was my middle school mayhem
Molly Breadcrumb



Jump Rope Love

my heart feels like it is playing jump rope in my chest
my hands are like a waterfall of nerves
my forehead is like a dewy field on a cool spring day
my stomach is like a butterfly in the summer’s heat
my mind is like a hurricane shacking up my thoughts
my eyes feel like a piece of sand paper
my feet feel glued to the ground
my tongue is like a flimsy noodle in my mouth
my ears can only hear the pounding of my heart like a big rain storm in my head
my face looks as red as a fresh picked strawberries
my hair on the back of my neck feels like they are dancing
my voice sounds like a dieing cat
my nerves are like little bombs going off
my lungs are breathing harder as if I was running a race
my heart feels like it is playing jump rope in my chest
Molly Breadcrumb



Where My Heart Stays, Part 2

One big sand beige house full of love, fun, and joy
One room of Monet’s paintings, oh so beautiful
Home to the elegant blue herons
The scent of carefree days
I hear the animals of our pound
I taste love in my food
A frog, a dog, and four loving people
Why don’t you stay and feel the happiness with us
Molly Breadcrumb



Where My Hearty Stays

One little white house full of love, fun, and joy
One room of teddy bears in the sky
Home to my dear friends outside
The scent of sunny days
I hear my flying friends with feathers
I taste love in my food
A fish, a dog, and four loving people
Why don’t you stay and feel the happiness with us
Molly Breadcrumb

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