Last week, I saw the school rising,
Doors shouting out loud to get their attention,
Lockers opening their mouths and shutting it,
Books saying hello.

Last week, I saw the school breathing,
Doors opening their jaws and gushing in wind,
Windows opening and blowing in wind,
Toilet stalls blowing all the stinky wind.

Last week, I saw the school chatting,
The lockers chatting with each other,
Desks jabbering to one another,
Chairs trying to gasp for air and trying to scream.

Last week, I saw the school eating,
Exercise books swallowed work,
The playground gobbled pesky pupils,
Laptops saving data for later.

Last week, I saw the school playing,
Fences frisking around with gates,
Grass playing with their friends,
Tree trunks clapping their hands.

Last week, I saw the school sleeping,
Spider webs forming rusty corners that has not been cleaned,
Rats building a place to live,
Spiders crawling under the stair case.