Captives of the Sky

Look beyond

The windowsill

For a special presentation,

Delivered by

Your hulking

Yellow teachers

Just outside

The schoolhouse walls

They wave their 

Arms in jubilation,

Ushering you

To come

And take your seat

Pencils, worksheets

Mama’s snack,

And your arts and crafts creation

Fill your bag

As you erase

The room

Through the window,

Rogue balloons make

Their evacuation

Escaping to a sky

You’ll never feel

But always see

The lackey of

The Yellows

Sits you at

The river’s basin

“A birthday throne

for what you’ll 

soon witness!”

The Yellows start

Their lesson,

A lively demonstration

Of onomatopoeia

In the world

Boom! Clash! Crush!

Their arms slam down

In self-ovation

Your school

Reduced to a

Fine debris,

The assistant brags,

“What better gift than

an early graduation,”

This lesson

A ceremony,

Indoctrination for a degree

Yellow teachers march

Past you

Using the river’s navigation

To approach the 

Buildings clawing

The horizon 

You worry,

Will they really stop

My second celebration?

When the Yellows 

Bring their lesson

To your home

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Brendan Carroll is a Junior studying Smiling Friends episodes until he can quote the whole show. He is 78% there and will be 80% by next weekend.