By:Allison Singer
To the editor:
The following is a poem done in an independent project session about the state of the carpets in her classrooms.:
"Killer Carpets"
A poem by Allison Singer
It rose from the ground, a moldy green
The horrific carpet from room B13
The duct tape was no match for this matted-down rug
It contained coffee stains, fungus and slug
It devoured broken computers, every table, every chair
It consumed every item and left nothing to spare
And when this monstrosity found nothing more
It picked itself up and crept out the door
It glopped through the hallways, it glooped through each room
No student was safe, the school had met its doom
"What can we do?" the Board said with a scream
"The Board of Health claims that it’s perfectly clean!"
The rug kept on eating, and in its wrath
It engulfed every person that lay in its path
This fiery fiend ate all the land
The situation had clearly gotten out of hand
So, please, let this be a lesson to all
And be sure not to let the Middle School fall
To a dangerous carpet, so contaminated and wild
To think: If the floor had only been tiled!
Allison Singer
Odell Court
Hillsborough
