Nicholas Hickory Puré

The slow song of uncertainty
The erratic beat of fear
A crescendo of emotions
Only I can hear

The tempo slows with caution
The steady beat a cure
For any thought that plague my mind
That may not be pure

The speed is slowly rising
We are nearing the final end
The music dies
The audience rise

Hurray for Nicholas Hickory Puré 

--Kamyliah B., 7th-8th Grade