A Happy Time For Cows

The Cow in Apple Time

Something inspires the only cow of late
To make no more of a wall than an open gate,
And think no more of wall-builders than fools.
Her face is flecked with pomace and she drools

A cider syrup. Having tasted fruit,
She scorns a pasture withering to the root.
She runs from tree to tree where lie and sweeten.
The windfalls spiked with stubble  and worm-eaten.

She leaves them bitten when she has to fly.
She bellows on a knoll against the sky.
Her udder shrivels and the milk goes dry

Robert Frost

Back to School

Dear students, the summer has ended.

The school year at last has begun.

But this year is totally different.

I promise we’ll only have fun.

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“We won’t study any mathematics,

and recess will last all day long.

Instead of the pledge of allegiance,

we’ll belt out a rock-and-roll song.

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“We’ll only play games in the classroom.

You’re welcome to bring in your toys.

It’s okay to run in the hallways.

It’s great if you make lots of noise.

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“For homework, you’ll play your Nintendo.

You’ll have to watch lots of T.V.

For field trips we’ll go to the movies

and get lots of candy for free.

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“The lunchroom will only serve chocolate

and triple fudge sundaes supreme.”

Yes, that’s what I heard from my teacher

before I woke up from my dream.

Author:

Kenn Nesbitt

Poem:

http://www.poetry4kids.com/poem-336.html#.UDKUtKM2fkY

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