Levi

I am a senior at cambridge high school. My birthday is March 17th. I am in poetry class. I like to read some rad poems about stuff. I have a friend named Will that sit besides me in this class. I played golf. hang with friends. love my life and I am all around just perfect at everything I do. Not to brag much. hit me up im a chill person need cell number just ask me. " if you ain't first your last. Play like a champion, practice like you are in second "

The following poem i wrote to summit in the national poetry contest.
 * I
 * am
 * 1) the
 * 2) greatest
 * of
 * 1) all
 * 2) time

MERICA!!

YOU HAVE ALL YOUR REDNECKS BACKBONES OF AMERICA 4 WHEEL DRIVE THROUGH THE MUD NEVER WASHED THEIR HAIR WITH AN OUNCE OF SUDS FIREWORKS, PICKNIKS, FAMILY, & HOMEMADE PIE TAKING PRIDE ON THE 4TH OF JULY NOT SCARED OF DIRT ALWAYS WILLING TO WORK WOULD RATHER HAVE A COUNTRY NIGHT THEN SPENDING TIME UNDER A CITY LIGHT NEVER WAS SCARED OF A FIGHT AN EAGLE ON THE HOOD TAKING FLIGHT LAND OF THE FREE MERICA!!!

This is a found poem i created about going to a state wrestling meet i went to COLUMBUS OHIO ATHLETIC ARENA JUST NEVER GAVE UP SPINNING, PLANNING, GRAPPLING INCREASED SCORE ADVANTAGE TO THREE MINUTES THROUGH VICTORY

 Gary Gildner

In grade school I wondered

Why I had been born

To wrestle in the ashy puddles

With my square nose

Streaming mucus and blood,

My knuckles puffed from combat

And the old nun's ruler.

I feared everything: God,

Learning, and my schoolmates.

I could not count, spell, or read.

My report card proclaimed

These scarlet failures.

My parents wrung their loving hands.

My guardian angel wept constantly.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">But I could never hide anything.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">If I peed my pants in class

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The puddle was always quickly evident,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">My worst mistakes were at

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The blackboard for Jesus and all

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The saints to see.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Even now,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">When I hide behind elaborate mask,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">It is always known that I am Zimmer,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The one who does the messy papers

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And fractures all his crayons,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Who spits upon the radiators

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And sits all day in shame

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Outside the office of the principal.