Johnathan Mcintire
JAIL BREAK
3 weeks away
Comes the day
We are freed from this, the darkest prison
A time when the sweetest songs of joyful birds
Draw flocks of B.B.'s like thunder
And paint balls splatter every curb
While fireworks tear skies asunder
A time to forget what we never learned
And time to spend all we've ever earned
A time when helmet use and basic first aid
Are all we need teach
A time when one brain grows while the other shrinks
If you but know the right beach
But all in all it's just a parole
This sacred book free stroll
For in the end the school board seeks
That we return again for 36 weeks.
Haiku