Insult Poem

You are as old as dirt

When I see you my eyes hurt

You reek like rotten fruit

You’re as useful as a torn parachute

Your hair is a rat’s nest

You fail nearly every test

You cry like a baby

And you can’t handle “maybe”

Sonnet- Spring Break at Arches National Park

It was super cold in the morning time

Sun on my face hot as a fire

Sage everywhere I look upon the climb

We had so much fun, I’m not a liar

We traveled to tons of National Parks

I saw so many people in their Jeeps

We swam in a pool without any sharks

I woke up Easter morning to find Peeps

We drove for hours and hours on end

I passed out when we go into the car

On our way home, we started to ascend

It seemed Moab, Utah was not that far

This year, Spring Break was the absolute best

I have a great family, I’m so blessed