Monday, June 4, 2012
An (Amazingly Good) Onomatopoeia Poem by Katie
by Katie Elizabeth Craddock, Age 8
In the class, we do work.
Go the erasers on the math test.
Now it is time for writing.
People zip like race cars to get
Paper ... before it is all gone.
Time for lunch
SCREECH! Go the shoes to line up.
Slam! Go the doors of the cafeteria.
Is the sound of the eating children.
Goes the kitchen sink.
PLOP! Goes the spilling yogurt.
Ding dong! Goes the dismissal bell.
Time to go home!