07-02-2015, 05:45 AM
The School Kite Festival
It was windy last Friday, and that was a good thing,
because we in the fifth had remembered our string.
After classes let out, at the bell, by the bus,
the teachers came running when they heard a great fuss.
The young ones were screaming, as they ran with their packs,
that puffed out and billowed, like kites on their backs.
Then us guys in the fifth, called the “outside invaders”,
hooked up our strings, and flew some first graders.
It was windy last Friday, and that was a good thing,
because we in the fifth had remembered our string.
After classes let out, at the bell, by the bus,
the teachers came running when they heard a great fuss.
The young ones were screaming, as they ran with their packs,
that puffed out and billowed, like kites on their backs.
Then us guys in the fifth, called the “outside invaders”,
hooked up our strings, and flew some first graders.