The School Kite Festival

[tectak]

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

Hi mark,
Well, as you say, you've been around for a while.You may have  noticed that since about 1959 the ostentatious capitalising of every line has become somewhat marginalised in favour of common sense and clarity. That is all on the subject. Onwards.
Yes to this. Joyous, even. Not sure about some terminology but that's me not you...I try to avoid commenting on context as a correctable parameter but as I don't do obscure myself I find it hard to recognise as a virtue...so flying a first grader misees me.
Apart from that....no nits but for Pete's, and mine, sake stop splitting couplets.
Best,
tectak