Ms. Widman High School Creative Writing
Fly
I’m like an airplane
flying high in the sky.
I see the world’s pain,
but I go just passing by,
only seen as a bird brain
not even getting a “Hi!”
I wish to be noticed
for my beautiful golden feathers.
Humans are atrocious
like very, very bad weather.
The Shark Life
I’m a shark
watch out for me.
I glide through the ocean
with my homie, Bruce.
We go to the bar
drink up some cosmos;
now we can’t even swim home.
We’re drowning in cosmos.
Oh wait, we can’t, we’re fish.
Our tongues are now bright red.
We need to find some bread,
gotta head to Red Lobster.