The Snowky Pokey
(To the tune of Hokey Pokey)
You put your right mitten in
Your right mitten out
Your right mitten in
And you shake it all about
You do the snowky pokey
And you turn around
That’s what it’s all about
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
BY ROBERT FROST
I have a special secret
Whenever I’m online
I do not share with strangers
The things that are just mine
My email and my home address
My phone, my age, my name.
These facts are just for me to know
On websites or on games.
Instead I use a nonsense name
As my identity
If strangers ask me for my name
I say “It’s Cyber me!
So when I want to surf the net,
For places that are cool,
I stay and just have fun,
I always keep the rules.
Wanting to be free,
Wanting to be me.
Trying to make people see,
And accept the real me.
Some people think my voice is too loud,
And that my mannerisms strike them as being odd.
This perception of me by others keeps me feeling blue,
But there are plenty of struggles I must get through.
I am determined to show my critics my true personality,
Hoping that people move away from their narrow-minded mentalities.
I want to make new friends and create a new start,
I like to develop new relationships with an open heart.
I hope to be accepted for the person that I am.
- Scott Lentine