Ooh, cool idea! Let's see... nonsense poems! :)

The chicken walked into the store

Bought a pair of pants

Payed only 50 cents.

The chicken walked into the store

Bought a short-sleeved shirt

More than I can afford.

The chicken walked into the store

Bought a knee-length skirt

Dropped it in the dirt.

The chicken walked into the store

Bought a bow and tie 

And then... fly, chicken, fly! Fly fly fly!!!

The clerk is shouting the manager is red-faced it turns out the chicken didn't actually buy anything because chickens don't have money and don't understand the system of paying for goods and someone, perhaps this poet right here, decided to take pity on that chicken and make the store workers think the chicken payed but doesn't that horrible poet know that store workers need money and have families to feed and have needs too and that that chicken could've survived without all those clothes but these poor stolen-from people might not be able to, not if this keeps on happening, and ARGHH!!!!!?

But, apparently, the poet doesn't know

That foul fowl was left free to go 

With pants, shirt, skirt, tie, don't forget bow

And off into the sunset that chicken flew. 

uhh... so that got a bit out of control there! I'll write the prose and maybe script later 

Here's another one I wrote:

Poetry:

The Adventurer

Held aloft on the sea

Was a grand old ship

It was made of wood

And it held sails

It was made old-style

Yet it still looked new

As if someone had

Plucked it straight

From the 1600s

From the ocean

My father the captain

Some called him a “pirate”

My mother the cook

The “Michelin star” chef

My brother the first mate

The “perfect” assistant

Me, given no role

Simply observing

Just like an outsider

With total freedom

Sailed through storms

Found all sorts of “treasure”

Gave messages in a bottle

And found adventure

Prose:

I breathed in the salty air of the sea, what I like to call sea spray. I grasped against the edge of the Adventurer, my hands brushing against its smooth wood. I looked up into the cloudless blue sky, with the sails of the ship whipping in the wind. The Adventurer was modeled after an old-timey ship from the 1600s, but every inch of it was polished and clean as if it was just made.

My father, the captain of the ship, was always someone attracted to the sea, so much so that a few crew members jokingly called him a “pirate”. He had wanted to build a ship that was new-looking, except he didn’t like the “new-fangled” motors. He preferred sailing by the wind.

My mother cooked for the ship. Her cooking was absolutely incredible, and everyone always praised her dishes. She was practically a “Michelin star” chef. And my older brother was the first mate, since he was in his early 20s, and he was quite handy and practical with everything. He was the “perfect” assistant for my father.

Meanwhile, I had absolutely no role. It seemed like my father didn’t trust me, but it was kind of justified. I was only a twelve-year-old girl, and I was one who would get myself into all sorts of mischief. I climbed up onto the crow’s nest once, and nearly fell off of it. I tried balancing on the railing of the ship once. I fell into the ocean, and it caused a big ruckus, but luckily, I could swim, and got myself back on the ship in no time. So honestly, it was kind of right that I got no special role. It gave me more freedom, after all.

I looked up once more, and I realized that the cloudless blue sky was cloudless no more. Fat, velvety gray clouds drifted across the sky. And before I knew it, tiny drops of rain began splattering onto my hands, which were still clutching the ship’s railing.

“Cap-tain!” I called out. “It’s a-rainin’! I think we’ve got a storm brewing!”

My father rushed out onto the deck, and looked up into the gray sky, his heavy footsteps pounding against the floorboards. “Indeed, it is raining,” he murmured thoughtfully. He turned to look at me. “Didn’t I tell you not to call me captain, Kaia?” he said with a frown.

“It’s funnier to call you captain,” I replied. “Father is so boring.”

My father ignored me and yelled out, “Prepare for the storm!” To me, he commanded, “Go into your room, Kaia. Don’t come out until the storm’s over. This might be a big one.”

I sighed. I knew better than to argue. “Fine. Of course I’m missing all the fun,” I grumbled as I trudged into my cabin.

It seemed like centuries were going by as the storm lashed and rocked the ship against the churning waves. My little porthole peered out just above the sea, and I looked through it eagerly, to see what was happening outside.

Eventually, the storm slowed and disappeared. The sun was out once more. Smiling, I went back onto the deck. What I saw up ahead surprised me.

“Land!” I exclaimed.

“Yes, I see it,” my brother, who was beside me, replied. “Land ho!” he said, imitating my father’s deep voice.

Indeed, I could hear my father yelling it out to the crew members. My brother seemed to have imitated his voice perfectly. I laughed to myself.

Finally, we set anchor down onto the island. I immediately ran over. After so many days at sea, I rather missed the land.

My father walked ahead, scouting the island for any dangers nearby. My brother followed behind, carrying some supplies. After that was the rest of the crew, including my mother. Meanwhile, I went around the island, looking for anything interesting.

I saw all sorts of crabs, birds, and plants. It was what you would expect on a normal island, but it was still very interesting, since I was stuck at sea forever. 

Suddenly, I tripped over something hard. I looked, and saw that it was a mysterious bottle. Eagerly, I picked it up. Perhaps I had found real treasure!

I peered inside the bottle, and saw that there was a piece of paper rolled up inside. I screwed open the cork and let the piece of paper fall onto my hand. I set down the bottle and unrolled the message. 

It read, Alas, dear traveler, you have found the secret message! There is a hidden treasure chest on this island, between the two grand palm trees at the farthest edge. Go quickly, and make haste.

My eyes widened in surprise and delight. I grabbed the bottle and the message and ran over to my father and the rest of his crew.

“Captain! Captain Acqua!” I exclaimed. “I found something!” I dropped the bottle into his hands.

He examined it curiously, turning it in his hands. He took the message out, reading it in silence. Finally, he said, “This is indeed a great treasure. Perhaps you should go ahead and find it, and come to us if you find anything.”

I turned around to look for the two grand palm trees mentioned in the message. I saw them on the horizon, and I could tell, since they were the biggest on the island. Looks like I found the treasure!, I thought to myself.

I hurried over, and found that there was a small mound in between the palm trees. I grabbed a wide piece of wood laid conveniently nearby, and began digging with it. Eventually, it hit something hard.

I lifted it up slowly, since it was heavy. It took all my strength to get it out. The treasure chest at last!, I thought, smiling. I lifted the latch that held it close and opened it up. 

Inside the chest was a big rolled-up piece of parchment. It’s not treasure, I thought disappointedly. But maybe it was another secret message!

I unrolled it, and found that it was a giant map of the world. There were words scrawled on the bottom, and I squinted my eyes to read it.

It read: Dear traveler, it seems that you have found the treasure! It is the treasure of adventure, the best one of all. Along with this, I give you a quill and paper to write down your own message for people to find this great treasure of adventure, as well as a spyglass to help you on your journey. 

I was still disappointed that it wasn’t gold or anything like that, but then again, adventure is a real treasure that not everyone has. And it included a spyglass! It was rolled up in the map, along with the quill and paper. 

Smiling, I wrote a message for the next traveler to find, and rolled it up. I gently eased it into the bottle, which I still had with me, and screwed on the cork. And with the spyglass, I returned to my father and the rest of the crew of the Adventurer. I couldn’t wait to see what was next on this journey.

Playscript:

Kaia Acqua

Captain Acqua (Father)

Kaito Acqua (Brother

Meryl Acqua (Mother)

Crew Members

(Scene 1, A grand ship above water, Kaia is onstage, a few crew members around)

Kaia Acqua: (hands grasping the ship railing, looking up at the sky while rain begins to fall) Cap-tain! It’s a-rainin’! I think we’ve got a storm brewing.

Captain Acqua: (rushes to the stage, looking up as well) Indeed it is raining. (turns to Kaia, frowning) Didn’t I tell you not to call me captain, Kaia?

Kaia: It’s funnier to call you captain. Father is so boring.

Captain: (turning away from Kaia, facing the crew) Prepare for the storm! (turns back to Kaia) Go into your room, Kaia. Don’t come out until the storm’s over. This might be a big one.

Kaia: (grumbling) Fine. Of course I’m missing all the fun. (trudges offstage as curtains fall)

(Scene 2, same ship, land up ahead, Kaia and Kaito are onstage, Captain is farther off)

Kaia: (looking up ahead, towards the island) Land!

Kaito: Yes, I see it. (imitating a deep voice) Land ho!

(Captain can be heard saying the same thing in the same voice, while Kaia laughs, curtains fall)

(Scene 3, on the island, all actors are onstage)

(Kaia runs ahead while Captain and the rest of the actors follow slowly)

Kaia: (picks up a bottle and reads the message aloud) Alas, dear traveler, you have found the secret message! There is a hidden treasure chest on this island, between the two grand palm trees at the farthest edge. Go quickly, and make haste. (running back to the group) Captain! Captain Acqua! I found something! (gives Captain the bottle)

Captain: (turning it in his hands, examining it) This is indeed a great treasure. Perhaps you should go ahead and find it, and come to us if you find anything.

(Kaia nods and runs off as curtains fall)

(Scene 4, between the two palm trees, a mound of sand and a wide piece of wood, only Kaia is onstage)

(Kaia uses the piece of wood to dig through the mound of sand, revealing the treasure chest)

Kaia: (lifting it up) Whew, this is heavy! (opening it up and unrolling the map, reading aloud) Dear traveler, it seems that you have found the treasure! It is the treasure of adventure, the best one of all. Along with this, I give you a quill and paper to write down your own message for people to find this great treasure of adventure, as well as a spyglass to help you on your journey. 

(Kaia smiles and uses the quill to write something on the piece of paper before easing it into the bottle, and with the spyglass in hand, runs offstage)

(Curtains fall, the end)