Anger by 4A

[This was the first poem which we made up as a group...]

Anger

Anger stomps into the room,


Shattering the door,


Putting through the floor,


Tipping the tables.


A million purple square beady eyes,


And sharp ginger teeth like a vampire or shark,


In his twenty faces of fire,


Red and orange.


Black kung fu belt on his gooey waist,


Holding his tantrum-tattered clothes,


On his red spotty body.


Anger eats everyone in his path,


Filling the rest with the same furious fire.






When anger stomps in the room,


The children call for the Superhero Police,


As they rush for water,


Pouring buckets on his fiery heads.


The firemen drench him from their hose,


Spraying his hungry mouth.


The room fills with steam and hissing, as the fire of anger dies down


A brave child tells a joke, and waits.


Slowly Anger smiles,


And everything is calm.