Literary Contributions
The Turtle As slow as a snail he drives through the ocean, Majestic is every motion without causing a commotion, As green as an emerald he dips and dives, Again and again he strives, Safety is all he craves, Trying to stay away from the crashing waves, He’s got the shield of a shoulder, To protect itself in field, As gentle as a turtle, It cruises through the endless sheet of ink we call the ocean. Shane Gaffey (I)
The Chicken Nugget One sunny day, I was hanging out with my third cousin, Bertha, and I turned around and there was a man standing behind us. He slowly reached down and picked Bertha up. I was outraged as he took her away as we were in the middle of discussing Little Quack Squawk, the rapper chicken! I started to peck his legs and these horrible boots he’s been wearing since, like, 1990. He must have heard my thoughts or just had enough of me pecking him angrily and let out a low grunt and swooped me off the warm ground. That made me even more angry, so I squawked as loud as I could until I was bundled into a cage, at the back of a van, with 13 other chickens. I could even see my Uncle Jerry in the corner. The chicken beside me was wearing Chick Chick Chanel 6.2 and I wondered where she got it as it smelt amazing. Anyway, our 17
