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Transcript of Age Poems Chapbook
Miss Fry’s English III Block I Class
Age Poems
Based upon Sarah Josepha Hale’s
Poem “Thirty-Five” Copyright November 7, 2008.
Chapbook
Ashley Kerstetter
Sweet Sixteen
I’m Sixteen – I’m Sixteen!
Nor would I want to be more nor less
My life is what it is
It’s full of happiness
Love is the most important value
When you’re feeling blue
You give a ring
And they’ll know what to do
Everyone grows old
It’s just a matter of time
And in the end it’s worth the wait
Now I’m still good old sweet Sixteen!
Idiom‐ A phrase that has a different meaning than its words really mean.
Rhyme Scheme ‐ ABAC
Repitition‐ Using a word, phrase, or image more than once.
Sixteen!
I’m sixteen‐I’m sixteen!
My life is full of happiness
The years have passed
For I have made more than less
My life has never been the same
My tone in life is to laugh, laugh, laugh
And to play it like a game
This poem is going to be my passed
For my future is going to be my gain
Ages come and go but sixteen
Will always be the same
Now I am sixteen no older or less
Just sixteen and being the best
By: Casey Pyle
There is repaition me and similes and similes
Age Poem
Cheyenne Benfer
English 3
11/6/08
Sixteen
I’m Sixteen I’m Sixteen!
Nor would I want to be older
If prom never comes
Then my life is over
I can’t wait until I’m eighteen
So I can do whatever
But since I’m only sixteen
My parents don’t think I’m very clever
I know I’m supposed to
Act like a lady
But when people make me angry
I can get pretty shady
Red=End Rhyme
Twenty‐one
Andrew Wilson
I’m Twenty‐one‐‐‐‐I’m twenty‐one!
I wouldn’t make it less,
I can party at the age twenty‐one
I will be full of Happiness.
I would get so hammered
Until it would hurt my brain,
When I would wake up
I prolly would have some stomach pain.
I would not miss my school years.
I can’t wait until I arrive;
I have 4 more years,
Until I’m twenty‐one.
Age Poem
English 3
Cody Keller
I’m sixteen I’m sixteen
Driving I will be at last,
A day not wanting to be
On the road has passed.
The odometer has not turned a day
That I prayed to be on the road,
Miles and miles awaits me to be
There at last.
Is being free on the miles of roads right
For me? Only the thousands of miles
Knows what’s right for me.
At last I’m sixteen.
Yellow‐ sensory image
Red‐ lyric poem
Blue‐ Memoir
My Age
By Cody Mooker Rathfon
I am 21 I am 21
I can shoot a gun
I can drive a car
And smoke cigars
When I’m 21
I can pay my bills
And take a spill
When I’m 21
I can buy my booze
And tie my shoes when I’m 21
I don’t go to school cause I’m no foul
When I’m 21
Alliteration‐ the repeating of 21.
Context‐ showing the things that are able to do at the age of 21.
Theme‐ what the story is about and what is allowed to be done at the age of 21.
Sixteen
By Dan Lapetina
I’m sixteen‐I’m sixteen
Sometimes I wish it was less
Years go by fast and swift
But the younger ones mark my happiness
To go back to five or six
Would be the ideal years for me
I’d like to think that once again
No responsibility
Now there’s knowledge and concern
For what goes on in the world
I’m sixteen‐I’m sixteen
Into the years I’ve been hurled
Three Literary devises used:
Metaphor
Exposition
Rhyme
16 Dan Moore.
I’m 16, My time to be free,
My favorite color’s green.
I’m happy with my age, let’s rebel!
each of my ears have a gauge.
I’m 16, attention unfocused I always day dream.
My past is my past, can never go back, time goes by so fast.
I’m 16, it’s not the best, but,
that’s good enough for me.
I’m 16, never looking back, yeah, I’m really 16.
Literary device ‐Key‐ highlighted this color for “Poem”
Rhyme scheme = stanza
Seventeen Jon Graefe
Seventeen is thy rightful age of me
Soon to be one year older
I am happy as can be
Making sure my charm doesn’t smolder
Though it wouldn’t dare
I wouldnt want to lose my hair
So here I am today
Happy as can be
So now I can happy to say
I am very happy to be
Thy rightful age
Of seventeen
I’m 18
I’m 18 I’m 18
I can stay out past 11
Don’t have to watch for cops
I think I might be in heaven
My mom can’t yell when I stay out
I don’t care what she says
She can scream and shout
There are so many responsibilities
Making sure your bills are paid
It’s almost like a disability
It’s the way of life
Growing up and moving out
When I do get older I will have a wife
I’m Sixteen
I’m sixteen I’m sixteen
Who I am is who I am
There is no in between
My age makes me,
What I am
I’m still in school
Day after day
My school is not cool
I feel we should have a say
I’m sixteen I’m sixteen
I love who I am
There really is no in between
Mike Hollenbach
Twenty – one
By Dylan Hockenberry
I’m twenty one‐ I’m twenty one
I would not make it less,
I can party with my friends
And be filled with nothing but happiness,
We’ll be drinking until were drunk,
I can finally party legally!
Maybe I’ll never wake up,
Going to bars with my family
That sounds awfully fun,
I will look back at these days
And laugh about my past
For I still have five more years
Until I will be twenty one at last.
Samantha Stehley
English 3
11‐6‐08
“Sixteen”
I’m sixteen‐ I’m sixteen
Two more years until adult hood comes
Still I’ am wildering
Inpatient for what is to come
I wait with anticipation
For my life is full of teenage drama queens
Who have no appreciation
For life is too short for all of the drama and anger.
Love me, hate me either way it won’t break me.
I have frustration but no anger
This is me
Now I am sixteen
Spencer Hackenberg
English 3
Miss Fry
16 I’m sixteen‐I’m sixteen
That’s not a less
I wish I was eighteen
Cause that’s the best
When you’re eighteen
You can do anything
No one can tell you what to do
Because that’s the thing
There are no regrets
There’s more to come
It’s a better life
I’m sixteen‐I’m sixteen and not bum
Age Poem
Tyler Small
English 3
11/6/08
Just One More Year
I’m seventeen I’m seventeen
There is no in between
Just one year to go
I’m almost eighteen
My parents say
“Stay tobacco free”
But I say “Yippee”
I can buy my own because I have ID
The surgeon general says no way
Because I won’t be cancer free
I’m not eighteen yet
And it makes me feel empty
To much fun at the age of twenty-one
By Thomas Varner
Finally twenty-one, finally twenty-one
We can buy drinks
and get drunk and puke
in the sink.
We have been able to vote
We left our parents behind
Now living alone
And we don’t mind
Drive all night
With no town in sight
Vodka like venom from a snake bite
make life the fullest, die with all your might.
Like the sands through
the hourglass of time, life passes us by...