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1: Table of Contents 1 Schools Out ex 2Math Tests ex 3 English Class ex 4 The Poem ex 5 What I Never Wanted To Hear ex 6 Gabby Self Portrait 7 Math Tests \Personification 8 Virus Comparison 9 The Stupid Conversation Repition 10Food Fight Onomatopoeia 11 Teachers vs Students Contrast 12My Messy Room Idiom 13The Last Game Alliteration 14The Last Game \Assonance

2: well,we get no choice all the girls and boys making all that noise coz they found new toys well we cant salute ya cant find a flag if that don't suit ya thats a drag school's out for summer school's out forever school's been blown to pieces no more pencils no more books no more teachers dirty looks we got no class and we got and we got no principal and we got no innocence we cant think of a world that rhymes

3: schools out for summer schools out forever schools been blown to pieces no more pencils no more books no more teacher's dirty looks out for summer out till fall we not might go back at all | schools out for summer schools out forever schools out with fever schools out completely | by alice cooper

4: I grew a foot this summer and i wish it wasn't true | I'm not 12 inches taller I just need and extra shoe | by Kenn Nesbit

5: the orchestra's mid-rehearsal and I'm dying for a pee but although I'm holding my hand i cant make the teacher see | i clash the cymbals,bang the drum but he doesn't hear my plea if i have to tinkle on the piano then he's sure to notice me

6: no more pencils no more books no more techers dirty looks. used in many diffrent poems no author

7: when i was at school when i was just a lad what was embarrasing and made me very sad was the day i called the history teacher dad by ken nessbit

8: gabby smart,original,funny,centered lover of wrestling,chicken,and soda who feels happy,sad,and confused who needs family,education,and god who gives laughs happiness and love who fears tornados,embaresment, and death who would like to see new york, whashington d.c. and Egypt resident of bossier city wright | autobio poem

9: math tests if i were a pencil id sit and stare tap dance and jump and bang and stump if i were an eraser id rub around and flip upside down if i were the paper id lay and sit still while my owner gives me a fill if i were the math test im about to take id replace myself with a fake

10: english class too is for too much money to is for going to the mall two is for two friends 2 is for two friends going to the mall with too kuch money for is for money four is four is for four dollars 4 is for the the new movie for 4 dollars eight is for 8 days ate is havnt ate ate is for i havnt ate for eight days threw is for threw a ball throgh is for through the wall threw is for i threw a ball threw the wall arent homophones confusing

12: attitude attitude is a cold waiting to spread watch your self because if you don't then you will probably catch one and they're contagious

13: h1n1 | swine

14: i didnt study for a test you should have i didnt do my homework you should have i didnt clean my room you should have i didnt go to soccer practice you should have i'm not a very good girl am i no you are not | the stupid conversation | by gabby wright | repetition poem

16: the food fight

17: smack smack you could here the children smacking swish swish children throwing food hahahahahaha the gerks were laughing eew eew the cheerleaders are yelling SPLAT the spegetti hit my face

18: teachers like tests they think they rule students hate tests they really snool teachers give homework to help you develop when students get homework we cry for help but i tell you one thing we all agree on i dont care what who say we all love the holidays | teachers vs students

19: vs

20: when i went home i was really in doom before soccer i had to clean my room the tv was on the pictures were wrong my radio was skippin it was on my fav. song my bed looked like crap it was like a hurricane my mom's a neat freak what a shame what a shame in the wall was stuck a rock my dad came in and said you're a chip off the old block | my messy room

22: The last Game i play for the soccer team called the bossier golden beams it's the last game of the season why i play soccer there's no reason i stole the ball in the second''quarter from this kid who's a little shorter the fans go crazy around the border then billy stole the ball billy porter it's the 4th quarter i have the ball again i shot it at the goaly who name is ben the beautiful blue ball bounced at ben

23: goal! we won the game the other team does their walk of shame while we put our throhy in the hall of fame.

24: the last game i play for the basket ball team their name is the bossier beams its the last game of the year if we dont win... thats my fear i dribbled the ball passed it to jen then she passed it to me again it was more like volleyball man my blocker was tall he made the shot i thinkin in my head you better not later on i had the ball i had to think i couldn't stall

25: i made the shot we had rejoice but later on i lost me vioce

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Gabby Wright
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