Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Food Fight at School!”

On the last day of school, tacos and spaghetti were served;

I had to watch every which way, duck and swiftly swerve.

On the final school year day, a food fight is taking place;

Oops, Principal Joe, he just got spaghetti-faced.

Spaghetti, then tacos, chips, salsa — what a mess! 

I feel for the janitors — Mark, Steve, and tiny Tess.

Hot tomato salsa, the schools, beginning to smell;

Ducking again, what a story these kids will have to tell.

For the last day of school, there’s no perfection;

From the students leaving school, in every direction.

Or can you? I’m running through the door!

As foods are flying, more and more.

Teachers, who were all nice and neat;

Now they have tomato juice on their feet.

Teachers are yelling at the top of their lungs;

Kids are yelling back with nasty tongues.

Just let them go to have their fun;

Soon it will be home, they will run.

Then, school will be over for another year;

I don’t think anyone will shed a tear.

Until then, I’ll ring the school’s last bell.

Everything will be over, even the food fight from hell.

As the kids leave the school, and mess behind;

It’s red all over; if you can’t see it, you’re surely blind!

As the janitors are preparing their buckets and mops;

To clean up all the messes, from the flips and flops.

I’m glad this only happens on the last day of school.

Then it’s back to the basics next year and the golden rule.

Hey, you monsters, leave school! This must, STOP!

Out you go! I don’t want to need the cops!