(2014)
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there
I sat there on my couch all night And waited for one to come out These things are hard to catch you… If you move they scatter about Finally it poked out it’s nose
There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout
I asked jane if I could kiss her But she said she suffered from a t… I asked Brooke out lots But her stomachs always in knots And with Claire I’ve always tried
Today I wore my bikini out To every single store I got so much attention You couldn’t ask for more But I was a little upset
His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”
A poem’s a poem If it ends in a rhyme A poet’s a poet If he writes in spare time A poet grows famous
I climbed up a tree once Just to look out I sat and I watched As a bird flew about I looked down to notice
There once was a man Who was known and feared For the frightnening features Of his beard His hair was long
Mr.Pierce had 36 eyes 27 boxes of tissues In case he cries 18 pairs of glasses For when he reads
Watch were you’re going Don’t stare at your feet For every smile that you pass Is one you’ll never meet
My girl and me Could never be For were kept apart By the sea I built a boat
