Griffin

I Am: A Burglar A Denier Glue To Paper

A Rule Follower A Champion Chasing My Goal A Monster In The Lane

An Axe Chopping The Opponents In Half A Dream Crusher A Brick Wall

A Dragon Guarding The Tower A Rainbow Shooter An Unstoppable Force I Am A Basketball Player

Voice Poem I awake to the sound of birds chirping The smell of oatmeal drifts in the air People outside honking their horns And for what? My shoes already starting to tear School starts at the sound of the bell I mutter rather loudlt to my neighbors When I hear the teacher say, "GO!" I jet out of the room I go from class to class everyday When I get home, I deliver my papers The burning of my feet afterwards is so rewarding I come into dinner, to join my family Before I go to bed to repeat the day again.

Three Point Blob

I arrived at the stadium ready to duel We could not lose. We had to rule

We each took a ball out of the cart each took a few threes from outside the arc

The Others arrived, that look on their faces looked like we'd have to put them in their places

They shot from their bench, quick as a dart 30 seconds showed, soon we would start

Two people alone stood in the circle their team wore blue; we all wore purple

They outjumped our guy, raced down the court our guys stood so tall whilst they stood so short

They scored the first basket and started to cheer I looked in our eyes and saw no fear

We went down the court, looking to score our shot went in, and the crowd cheered galore

The game moved on, baskets were traded everyone cheered as we anxiously waited

Three quarters were through, only one more we had 52; they had 64

We broke out and scored seven straight baskets our team was ready to put them in their caskets

Two minutes remained, we trailed by four Then I got fouled and thrown to the floor

Two free-throws ensued, I was looking to win I shot the first free-throw; it didn't go in

I swished in the second, we were down by just three we stole back the ball and they flipped it to me

30 seconds remained, what could I do? I pumped faked the guy and swished down the two

Down by one with 10 left to play The crowd on their feet, cheering "hoo-ray!"

We swiped it again, and they gave it to me I stood my ground as the clock shown three

I pulled up the shot, my heart filled with glee and I shot and I missed that game winning three

Dead Meat I ate lazily as I grazed in the pasture I saw the man coming closer to me He wore a red shirt and carried a big stick He cocked it back and pointed it at me A stinging sensation was felt in my side Red ooze fell from my side A black dart fell out of my side I fell asleep a final time

It was time to put an end to him I grabbed my gun and went out to the pasture He stared at me with that blank expression I pulled up my gun and shot He fell silently to the ground He was gasping for air and then he went silent The great beast was dead His suffering was over