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Down at the Foundry
Fire up the blow torch
Let the sparks fly
They wear goggles in the foundry
And you know why
Oxygen, electric
And acetylene
Those other teams are only
Going where we've been.
Bump, thump, crunch, grind
Hear our hammers blaze
Others simpy win or lose
But ArtLeaguers amaze
by the foundry furnace
All night long
Grow our mighty sculptures
Beautiful and strong
tough, proud, and graceful
They're for you to see
Proof of the ArtLeagues
Winning creativity
Quatrain by Haldis K. Guerrin
July 2, 2005
Oh Dear! Oh me!
What colors
Do I see!
There is red,
Blue, yellow,
and green.
We are the Art
League cheer
Ever so loudly.
Come on team
Give a loud shout,
Let's show them
What the Art Leagues
Is all about!!!
Goooooo
Art Lague
Free verse by Lola
March 2, 2009
Do you have the spirit
COME ON let it shine
I can tell you now,
For you will surely see
I am going out to cheer
Oh yes! for you and me
I going to yell it Loudly,
Shining Bright and so Proudly,
For the ART LEAGUE
are here to say,
ALL THE ARTISTS
are winner today!!
Free verse by Lola
March 2, 2009
Quickie Rhyme
Cadmium yellow
Lake red
True blue
Smooth on the jesso
Apply the colors
That's what artists do
STretch canvas
Sketch in pencil
Spirit's always true
Inspiration
Perspiration
We get through
With beauty, sytle
Elegenace a plently
And with spirit too.
Woo-hoo ArtLeaguers
ArtLeaguers Woo-hoo
Just plain old rhyme by Haldis K. Guerrin
July 2, 2005
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The canvas is white.
The paints are all ready.
Everyone at Art League
Says: "Hey hold it steady."
Come join in the fun.
Come on all, let's run.
Let's get out and cheer.
Let them hear our shouts,
That will be us all
At the Art League
Showing everyone just
What we're all about!!!
Simple rhyme by Lola
March 2, 2009
We at the ART LEAGUE can
Shout with the best of them,
Cheer like the rest of them ,
BECAUSE I Am here to tell you.
The spirit is in us!!!
OH DO TELL!!
The spirit is in us.
Yes that's right.
You heard me say.
Just One more time:
THE SPIRIT IS IN US
GOOOOOOOOOOOO
ART LEAGUE!!!
Free verse by Lola
March 2, 2009
Six Colors of Spirit
My spirit is lake red
My spirit is true blue
and also golden yellow
With sweet grass green
And flaming orange
Not to mention blushing pink
An angry dawns deceives blusinng pink
Concealing heat of lake red
And flames of fiery orange
Spriit cooms me with true blue
And sweetest grass green
On which the sun shines golden yellow
Lift up spirit's cup of gold en yellow
Swallow with lips of blushing pink
those not use dto this drought turn grass green
The fire in the blelly glows lake red
And no more does noe feel true blue
It's like eating an orange
Yes spirit is a bite of an orange
It's the lemon's golden lyellow
It's frigid waters true blue
And peonies' pale pink
It shouts like warrior's lake red
And wears the pacifists grass green
If you have spirit, let others be grass green
With envy of your spark of flaming orange
an ember glowing lake red
Sparks shooting in golden yellow
Mingled with purest pink
Against the night's true blue
And in the night's true blue
Stretched out on grass green
Lawns before dawn's glowing pink
The fighters wait the sun's flaming orange
But Artleaguers spirit shows a brighter golden yellow
As we win with spirit glowing lake red.
Sestina by Haldis K. Guerrin
7/2/05
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