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Post by RoughWriters on Nov 17, 2011 17:41:13 GMT -6
Our writing exercise this week was to write a poem containing the following words:
Thanksgiving
Family
Dinner
Pumpkins
Chaos
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Post by Edward Cheever on Nov 17, 2011 17:41:55 GMT -6
I was sitting down to our family thanksgiving dinner,
As lovely a spread of food and holiday delights
As to make any saint an envious sinner,
When came a screech that sent shivering frights
Up and down my spine. I look out
The nearest window to see creatures
Hideous to sight, a diseased wind of drought
And famine, with darkened features
Made to drive men mad. They glistened
In the moonlight, their slick orange skin;
The chaos pumpkins had arrived. We should have listened
To the warnings. Ignorance was our sin.
We are doomed; our souls behind lock key and latch.
For we didn’t give ear to the prophecies of the pumpkin patch.
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Post by sojourn4 on Nov 17, 2011 17:44:44 GMT -6
Thanksgiving what a fun time of the year
Full of wonder laughter and cheer
The family sits down to a table,
beautifully decorated with autumn colors
For this dinner, nay feast is unlike any other
Why you may ask?
It’s because Uncle Arnold is up to the task,
of making Chaos Pumpkins!
Yes there are Chaos Pumpkins at the table
And makes everyone really nervous
Because there are made with plutonium unstable |
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