Group A Middle School
My planet has gigantic lasers
that shoot people.
Its bigger than all the planets
in the social system.
There is no weather.
Its gray as a grave.
People wear black robes,
carrying lasers and light sabers.
There are gigantic creatures called,
Bantheas.
Marvins, the human race,
work in the Kyber crystals mines.
There is an Imperial Navy,
and I sit on a large throne
made of Kyber crystals.
My planet is a winter wasteland.
The trees shiver from the harsh cold.
As I stare at the robots, as they’re mining,
I see the frigid cold, rusting their metal.
My planet is gray like depression.
My planet smells like smoke.
It’s very plain,
the air is thick and foggy.
The birds don’t sing or tweet,
they insult.
On my planet, there is no pain.
Its red, naturally saturated
and Navy blue.
It has water, plants, animals,
it looks like Earth.
You can control gravity,
and you won’t die young.
You can die old and still
have two more lives.
There are aliens, green as grass.
But they are not scary and they
don’t hurt humans.
Group B Middle School
My planet is like home,
as sweet and friendly
like beautiful flowers
My planet is as warm
as a vulnerable heart.
With love for all.
sugary like candy.
The sun is happy, bright
and yellow,
soft but also mellow.
The water calm, bright
and blue, it even says
I love you.
In the nighttime, the moon
shines bright in the darkness,
it says good night.
There was a planet in the days of old.
Created as if it were made to defy gravity.
The planet breathes, always moving.
The planet grows, always changing.
One day, a paradise,
the next, a dystopia.
The creatures learn to adapt.
They twist and turn through
the waves of the planet,
as if it were a snake.
They had thin legs to crawl,
and bodies fifty feet long.
There was no sun, as the
planet would create light.
Twisting and turning, the planet
swirls like the wind.
Though the planet changes,
the core stays the same.
For within beings which are not
like the creatures, as they are
made of light and galaxies.
Their civilizations were more
advanced than ours today.
My planet is like the moon.
My moon is made of cheese.
My planet is as cold hearted
as a human.
My planet is evil.
My planet is as bad as a bull.
My planets clocks are
counterclockwise.
My planet talks
with a hoarse voice.
My planet is as deceiving
as a rainbow’s
pot of gold.
My planet is civilized
My planet has no people
On this planet people don’t say nonsense
My planet is normal
My planet has a correct school system
My planet doesn’t have conspiracies
My planet is cool
On my planet people don’t interrupt when I’m talking
On my planet history goes the way it’s supposed to go
There is a healthy environment with trees and no cigarettes on the ground
On my planet there is no illegal crime committed