The Halls of Woodbridge Middle School

by Sammy   Jul 8, 2005


The halls of Woodbridge Middle school
can deafen all the senses
times at lunch and at dismissal
prevents all possible thinking
yells and screams and lockers slamming
the sound of running feet
pushing, pulling, and much fighting
then running into things
when I think of my school
I think of traffic jams and crashes
beeping horns and blinkers, flashing
until we filter out the door
away from all our classes
then we all relax and say
what a crazy day!'

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