Spontaneous Poem

I bounce and boink my banana. And I eat an eggroll from Kirstin. I thrust through school with my bracelet from Afghanistan. I hide like a pencil under the book. Laugh and speed at the pary tree. It tastes sweet when I drink Koolaid 18 times. My tailbone smells like lavender, and I write a poem while I yell, slip, jump, and run into Kirstin's big toe.