(This was in one of my old notebooks from 8th grade)

I made a bomb
detonated in mid air
It made a powerful noise
Then spewed confetti everywhere
The people were shocked
And for a moment terribly scared
When the smoke did clear
So did their fears as tiny circles of colored paper
Littering the street, appeared
Bright little circles of purple and green
And everyone laughed and cried
Because they all thought for sure
That they were going to die
And that WWIII was about to begin
And they all prayed
Went back on their sins
Then they went back to being themselves
As soon as they thought they were forgiven