Levitating Lester

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From the book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!

I am Levitating Lester.
I am lighter than a feather.
I’m as buoyant as a bubble.
I am weightless altogether.

If you carefully observe me
you will see me floating soon.
I will rise up from my mattress
like a helium balloon.

Yes, it happens every morning:
I awaken in my bed,
and I drift up to the ceiling
where I sometimes bump my head.

If I wake before the sunrise
it’s a miserable flight,
for I cannot see the ceiling
when there isn’t any light.

So I always keep a flashlight
on my bed where I recline,
so in case I wake in darkness
I can simply rise and shine.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2001. All Rights Reserved.

Reading Level: Grade 4

 


From the Book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!


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