Sceaming, yelling, hollering at your friends <br />sometimes i wish the madness would end <br />lockers slamming people shouting, runing down the hall <br />it kind of reminds me of christmas at teh mall <br />grabbing books taking papers and then running away <br />i wish we had les work and a lot more play.<br /><br />Elizabeth Walker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/school-halls/
