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Whirlwind 10th Anniversary Edition: Longfellow's Literary Magazine for 2019-2020

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Whirlwind

The story I’m about to tell

Is not for the faint of heart

If you don’t like bloody stories

Then you’d better skip this part

This story is of a fateful day

In the mountains south of here

When a toddler saw and looked with

awe

At an innocent creature coiled in fear

Our dad was by the fire

Battling with the smoke

Finn was busy fighting

When my sister Billie spoke

None of us were near her

When she spoke with wonder and fear

She repeated her message louder

So one of us would hear

It was James alone who realized

That one life was at stake

For Danielle was on the move

About to step right on a snake

“Look out” he cried and it seemed

That without him she’d be dead

For underneath her moving foot

There lay a copperhead

The Snake

By Clara M.

Startled we all backed away

Except Danielle did not

She refused to back away until

she managed to get a good shot

We stood from far and watched it

Uncertain and in shock

It was dad who was quick thinking

And hit it with a rock

It seemed the hit had been enough

To kill the copperhead

But suddenly it moved again

We knew it wasn’t dead

Dad took a long thick stick

And pinned it to the ground

Danielle said “use the machete”

But it was nowhere to be found

Finn said he’d go get it

And fetched it from our shed

He returned with it in hand

And hit the snake upon its head

It took him several tries

Hacking as hard as he could

After 5 or 6 we knew

The snake was gone for good

Dad put it on a stick

Spraying blood out on the lawn

The poor thing just hung limply there

It’s head was barely on

He threw it into the woods

And stepped back so we could see

He must have used bad aim because

He’d hung it on tree

It hangs there now as a warning

To all snakes living there

To stay away or else they’d pay

For giving us a scare

Because Danielle would get a picture

And Billie would spot it, James would

yell

Dad would hold the snake in place

As Finn’s machete fell

And what was my part

What did I do?

I’d tell the story

Like I told it to you

Show Me ~Marissa W.

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