Someone threw a fruit snack,
others join in on the fun.
Bang!
Boom!
Blast!
Globs soar like bombs,
mustard splatter like rays of sun.

The room was clouded with,
students’ laughter and teachers’ yelling.
Squeals!
Squabble!
and Shuffle?
Footsteps of thunder,
the principal storms with ears fuming.

Silence flooded the lunchroom,
the fun was over.
Drip...
Drip..
Drip.
Applesauce hitting the floor like rain drops,
it's time for the adults to set order.

As if a hurricane had just touched down,
we peeked through the table crack.
Tick,
Tick,
Tock.
Imagining if we could rewind time,
would we had thrown that fruit snack?