Halifax Grammar School - Grammarian Yearbook (Halifax, Nova Scotia Canada)

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HIPPOPOTAMUS If swimming in some stream or lake And stumpy legs and small red eyes, In Africa you chance to make, Which, capable of no disguise. Acquaintance with some creature which Proclaimed him vastly ill inclined Was ill designed to charm, bewitch, To one and all of human kind), (Great gasping jaws with tusks inside Depart in haste forsaking fuss And thick and heavy, hairless hide — That there ' s a hippopotamus. Martin Honig Middle 1 SPIDER I know a little spider. That knits his silk web wider. He is a good little hider. When we play, I see you, spider. He is quite the smartest spider that I have ever seen. He is the only little spider who Can weave a trampoline. Melissa Rankin Middle one HALLOWE ' EN On Hallowe ' en nights I see funny sights Witches and Goblins working with picks. The Witches and Goblins are all dressed in black. With big packs of candy hung on each back. The Robbers and Ghosts are running around, Scaring people around the town. Paula Quigley Middle 1 THE FLAME OF THE CANDLE I sit here in darkness, watching the flame. It is like someone ' s life, growing shorter as it burns, giving heat, just as we argue, giving light, as we do in our explorations of the unknown worlds. What happens if this light dies? We die with it, fading, fading into another world no one knows of. Fading, fading . . . Susan Murray Middle 2 ANIMALS If I had a horse, I would ride it all the time, And if I had a monkey, I would give it some monkey bars So it would have somewhere to climb. But I prefer my cats And I hope they will always be mine Because for me they ' ll do just fine. Animals can be wild; Animals can be tame; Animals can look exactly the same. To have a giraffe for a pet Would be fun. But to keep in touch with it, I would always have to run. Cathy E.Schandl Middle 1

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Middle School Literature First Prize LION The lion wears a mane or ruff, Which seems to please him well enough; But still it ' s somewhat clownish air, Goes badly with his regal stare. And on his tail we find he ' s got, A silly sort of tuft or knot, Which doesn ' t seem the sort of thing. That dignifies a jungle king; But still I ' d think it hardly wise. To pinch his skin or poke his eyes. Because, you see, his temper ' s short, (The lion has no sense of sport). The dragon lives in its fiery lair. It ' s covered with blood and reddish-green hair. Half of it ' s lion and half of it ' s fox, It ' s the size of four whales, with the strength of an ox. It eats young fair maidens and gores them with holes It has very big eyes that look like hot coals. And once in a while there comes a brave knight, Who challenges the dragon to a horrible fight. The knight, by the dragon ' s very hot breath Would meet a very horrible death. Once, with indigestion so fierce, he called for his chums, Down to the drugstore to buy me some Tums. Too late! One of the maidens moved ' round inside. With a mighty great BURP ! the fierce dragon died. Martin Honig Middle 1 Second Prize THE DRAGON Andrew Porter Middle 1 THE RASCAL Along the rough and ragged rocks, The ragged rascal rudely ran. He tugged and tugged with all his might, and was sorry to find the mud was too tight. He finally got loose with the use of a moose. The Rascal ran as fast as he could and tripped on some wood and broke all he could. The Rascal tried to get up, but found himself stuck. The moose had pulled as hard as he could, to get out the boy from under the wood. His foot was stuck in a pile of muck, which was stuck in a rut. So along the rough and ragged rocks, the ragged rascal rudely ran, home! Jennifer Ritchie Ricky Buhr Middle 1 23

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WINTER ' S DEATH The winter lying sick in bed, He ' s dying out the wind said. The snowdrops poked their heads up from underground, And said in tiny voices Flowers come up, spring is being crowned . So spring took over winter ' s job. And winter lay dead in a coffin broad. And then came the showers and the southerly breeze, With dandelions so plentiful It was hard not to sneeze. The trees celebrated dressed in green. And the water bright, blue, and clean. The birds were happy and full of tune. Because they knew winter Wouldn ' t arrive too soon. Sarah Stevens Middle II 25