Where I'm From I'm from a back ground of playing with I am an outsider I from a baseball team I'm from a conflict full of breaking ground I am from a very religious family life I'm from a time when I enjoyed smelling like burnt chocolate I am from a time where I thought my grandparents are my parents I’m from a period where bade blades were cool I am from a time where I spent just watching T.V. and playing in the neighbor hood I'm from a school where yoyos gave me blisters
How to be a Musician…… You take time from stuffing yourself and playing games all day Practice as much like the sun gives off his rays Find a crowd who’s willing to play in the band every day Make a say As for what your friend “the jay” Wants to sound everyday Don’t ever quite when you’re sky is gray Always switch the tune to an awesome day Then find time to shine through the foggy day
Narrative Group Poem They come from a long line of cops They crawl along with locks They chain anyone who talks They drag me out of my bed by force They then take all their aggression on me They throw my head against the light switch and tell me to get dressed They “tweet” and I find myself running away from the creeping lead fox I mean, “The scary one who leads the guard cops” They then take the weak one out with a group of rocks I always find my head circling like clocks If you were the person who nocked Well you better talk
I'm from a back ground of playing with I am an outsider I from a baseball team I'm from a conflict full of breaking ground I am from a very religious family life I'm from a time when I enjoyed smelling like burnt chocolate I am from a time where I thought my grandparents are my parents I’m from a period where bade blades were cool I am from a time where I spent just watching T.V. and playing in the neighbor hood I'm from a school where yoyos gave me blisters
How to be a Musician……
You take time from stuffing yourself and playing games all day Practice as much like the sun gives off his rays Find a crowd who’s willing to play in the band every day Make a say As for what your friend “the jay” Wants to sound everyday Don’t ever quite when you’re sky is gray Always switch the tune to an awesome day Then find time to shine through the foggy day
Narrative Group Poem
They come from a long line of cops They crawl along with locks They chain anyone who talks They drag me out of my bed by force They then take all their aggression on me They throw my head against the light switch and tell me to get dressed They “tweet” and I find myself running away from the creeping lead fox I mean, “The scary one who leads the guard cops” They then take the weak one out with a group of rocks I always find my head circling like clocks If you were the person who nocked Well you better talk
Where I'm From
ReplyDeleteI'm from a back ground of playing with
I am an outsider
I from a baseball team
I'm from a conflict full of breaking ground
I am from a very religious family life
I'm from a time when I enjoyed smelling like burnt chocolate
I am from a time where I thought my grandparents are my parents
I’m from a period where bade blades were cool
I am from a time where I spent just watching T.V. and playing in the neighbor hood
I'm from a school where yoyos gave me blisters
How to be a Musician……
You take time from stuffing yourself and playing games all day
Practice as much like the sun gives off his rays
Find a crowd who’s willing to play in the band every day
Make a say
As for what your friend “the jay”
Wants to sound everyday
Don’t ever quite when you’re sky is gray
Always switch the tune to an awesome day
Then find time to shine through the foggy day
Narrative Group Poem
They come from a long line of cops
They crawl along with locks
They chain anyone who talks
They drag me out of my bed by force
They then take all their aggression on me
They throw my head against the light switch and tell me to get dressed
They “tweet” and I find myself running away from the creeping lead fox
I mean, “The scary one who leads the guard cops”
They then take the weak one out with a group of rocks
I always find my head circling like clocks
If you were the person who nocked
Well you better talk
By: Tyler Stedman period 6st English 10
ReplyDeleteWhere I'm From
I'm from a back ground of playing with
I am an outsider
I from a baseball team
I'm from a conflict full of breaking ground
I am from a very religious family life
I'm from a time when I enjoyed smelling like burnt chocolate
I am from a time where I thought my grandparents are my parents
I’m from a period where bade blades were cool
I am from a time where I spent just watching T.V. and playing in the neighbor hood
I'm from a school where yoyos gave me blisters
How to be a Musician……
You take time from stuffing yourself and playing games all day
Practice as much like the sun gives off his rays
Find a crowd who’s willing to play in the band every day
Make a say
As for what your friend “the jay”
Wants to sound everyday
Don’t ever quite when you’re sky is gray
Always switch the tune to an awesome day
Then find time to shine through the foggy day
Narrative Group Poem
They come from a long line of cops
They crawl along with locks
They chain anyone who talks
They drag me out of my bed by force
They then take all their aggression on me
They throw my head against the light switch and tell me to get dressed
They “tweet” and I find myself running away from the creeping lead fox
I mean, “The scary one who leads the guard cops”
They then take the weak one out with a group of rocks
I always find my head circling like clocks
If you were the person who nocked
Well you better talk