Playing my game all day
like I’m hypnotized.
With a smoking hot frito pie smelling,
hot out of the oven.
Wearing an all cotton shirt
like a cloud
just been made,
and some blue gym shorts.
I feel like I’m
in a dungeon
all by myself.
I’m in pain because I’m
getting hungry again
craving for a chili hot dog.
In my head I’m
dying.
“Ah,
I see the light,”
I say. But
it’s my mama
opening my curtains.
“Where am I?”
I say.
“You’re on the couch.”
My mama says.
I’m in shock.
My mama goes
into her room
and I
fall
gently 2
sleep.
By Alize, 4th grade
Sheri
Alize I love your imagery! You are making me want to eat. Mrs. S. Harris
Cornita McDaniel
You are a poet! I am hungry! Kujawa Elementary is proud of you.
Ms. Boswell
I love the poem. I wish I could eat and gently fall asleep.
Kim Corrick
Alize,
What a wonderful imagination you have!! This poem makes me want to eat a Frito pie and fall gently asleep with a full belly:) Kujawa Elementary is so proud of you and we hope that you will continue to write these wonderful poems!!