I saw a little elephant standing in my garden,
I said 'You don't belong in here', he said 'I beg you pardon?',
I said 'This place is England, what are you doing here?',
He said 'Ah, then I must be lost' and then 'Oh dear, oh dear'.

'I should be back in Africa, on Saranghetti's Plain',
'Pray, where is the nearest station where I can catch a train?'.
He caught the bus to Finchley and then to Mincing lane,
And over the Embankment, where he got lost, again.

The police they put him in a cell, but it was far too small,
So they tied him to a lampost and he slept against the wall.
But as the policemen lay sleeping by the twinkling light of dawn,
The lampost and the wall were there, but the elephant was gone!

So if you see an elephant, in a Jumbo Jet,
You can be sure that Africa's the place he's trying to get!

You are a decade.
If there had been one before or after, you would be my lucky number.
I would have wished upon you.
You are one tenth of a century.
Nine hundred & ninety away from a millennium.
Double a lustrum.
Double x.
Yod.
You are flawless.
Taste like wine.
Are followed by many.
You inflict a great plague.
Decimate.
"Do not covet" you say.
You are Heaven
Earth
Chaos
Void
Light
Darkness
Wind
Water
Day
and Night.
Born in January.
Or was it February?
December maybe?
Ruled by the planet Saturn.
You break even.
Break into me.
Like a piggy bank.
Dimes & many pennies.
You will not be the last.
Every end is a beginning.
On Saturday.
On my way home.
The name within my heart will say
"The heart has reasons"

You are honey in the summer and
the first flower of spring,

lost buttons and stones,
sunsets and home,

you are my absolute
favorite thing.

Funny how the kids
keep singing their lungs out
to Old Mc Donald Had a Farm's song
while their eyes are fixed on the computer screen
hooked on computer games
Old McDonald versus Row Row your boat
What a fake nature scenes
The only Mc Donald's farm they've ever seen
existed.. yes only on their computer screen...

(Written in 8th Grade)

As I grew up along-side of memories, I realized that my name grew with me; shaping and morphing itself into who I am today. But wouldn’t it be fun to not be me for a single day? Not have the name, Alice? I could be someone smiling bright, maybe Melina. Or might I try on the name Jessie. Nah, too laid back and chill; so I take the name off and put it back on it’s hanger. I could be haughty and proud, with my nose in the air; I could be a Penelope. I window-shop for more names, browsing among all the different personalities. Fern seems fun, friendly and cordial. Or I might stick around and act as a Sam. Boyish? Aw yeah. Just maybe not for me. I’ll be Stella, all book-sharp for a day or I could be a Chloé, exotic and beautiful. Or switch my style into the retro girly Natalie. What would it be, to have the name Katie, just for a day? Zoey, Liana, Stacy, Diane. Isabelle, Marilyn, Delia, Hannah. Maybe give my name an exotic twist, Alyssa? After trying on names of all kind, some just weren’t for me. Too ‘krazy’? Shy? Ecstatic? Cool? Like a huge circus parade with different costumes, the loud gaudy colors blinding me. Like all the different shoes at Aldo’s; sky-high heels, wedges, sandals, boots. I slip out the shoes, I peel off the names. Because for now, I’d like to stay in my own skin; as a plain old Alice.