Our Pet Peeves

We had a lot of fun with this week’s topics, rants and our pet peeves. We were inspired by brilliant poems by student poets Sabrina Y., who wrote “You must let the truth fly / and the lies say / goodbye” in “Flexers,” and Tiesha, whose poem “Arguing” compared arguing to an irritating fly and “the booger in my nose / it’s like I can’t get it out.” Similes and metaphors helped us realize our rants, some of which are below!


Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Yellow Group


[I am minding my own business]
By Paul G.

I am minding my own business and hear a noise. It’s a buzzing sound. I think it’s my headphones so I take them off to check. It’s still there. I see a big fly buzzing around the room. I grab some paper and try to swat it. I miss and I miss and I miss. I get the electric flyswatter. Maybe this will help. I continue to swap hitting a few things. I continue trying to hit it. Swinging faster and harder. I keep on swatting with no success. I hit really hard and fast and hear the satisfying spark of the swatter fry the bug. But at a cost. In the end my room is in ruins.


By Katelyn P. 

You are like nails
scratching on
a chalkboard.

Like a nuisance, you
always want the
last word.

Scratching at my
The way you
talk it hurts
my ears.

You’re a weak link
using hurtful words.

Like a scab you keep
going at it.

You’re the gum
on the bottom of my
shoe I can’t ever get
rid of you.

All you do is
So shut



Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Red Group


My Annoying Little Sister
By Gisel P. 

You are like a cold,
I can’t get rid of you.
You are like a bug
So annoying, buzzing and circling around
in my room.
I try to swat you out, but I just can’t.
You are a mouse.
You eat my food out the fridge.
You are a lemon,
when no one sees you, you’re sour.
When someone sees you, you act sweet.
You are like a fox.


To My Fortnite Duo
By Carlos M.

You’re like my dad, he never came back
I miss the times we played and when you’d wall hack

You were my duo since the start
but now I sit with my heart torn apart


Miss Davis
Eighth Grade
Green Group


Pet Peeve
By Daniel G.

Stop please, you have been running straight
for 1 hour, you’re like a dog chasing a squirrel
that can’t manage to know that you won’t reach
it, stop jumping through my bed like if you were
on a trampoline, either way you eventually will
have time to go outside and do those things you
like to do, just please stay put for a few more
minutes and I’ll take you to the park where you’ll
be able to jump freely.


Chewing with your mouth open
By Gianna P.

You are like a garbage disposal.
When you eat you spit out food like crazy.
You stuff your face just to spit it out.
When you spit out food it hits my face.
I feel like hitting your face.
Not so nice when I do it.



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.