Kick Me
I am a soccer ball.
I love to be kicked around.
Inside of me is a world of soccer balls.
I am the color of black and white like zebras.
I make the sound of a lion's roar.
I dream of traveling the world.
I wish I had human size feet.
I fear dogs chowing on me.
My home is in a bag.
At night, I want someone to come play with me.
Will you play with me?
--Aidan Holma
Guinea Pig Talk
I wish people in Peru would stop eating my kind.
I wish people would stop mistaking me as a rabbit or an overgrown hamster. Oh no, my cousin is going to Peru.
Well maybe he'll make it back alive. Uh oh. There's a person, he's picking me up, he's putting me in a cage. Good bye cruel world.
We're in a car. This may be my last breath of air. What? I'm in this house.
He gave me food and water. I'm still alive.
Oh what's this fluffy stuff under my feet?
There's toys and brick.
What's that brown thing over there?
It's another guinea pig.
This is better than the wild.
I'm going to eat.
This is a guinea pig paradise.
--Aidan Holma
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