School Halls Poem by Elizabeth Walker

School Halls

Rating: 4.3


Sceaming, yelling, hollering at your friends
sometimes i wish the madness would end
lockers slamming people shouting, runing down the hall
it kind of reminds me of christmas at teh mall
grabbing books taking papers and then running away
i wish we had les work and a lot more play.

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Elizabeth Walker

Elizabeth Walker

Winston Salem, North Carolina
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