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Tyler Steven Clark

Tyler Steven Clark

A colored mess

His colors would not
Follow lines
A mangled mess
The teacher finds
“This papers all scribbles
And colors are few”
It’s cause there’s no more
Crayons to use
“How could there
I just bought three boxes new ”
I used those to fill
The floor and wall too

(2014)

#Crayons #DrawingShort #Funny

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Life’s like a puzzle With pieces thrown all about You have to put it together Until the pieces run all out Sometimes it’s finished
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The class

Jessey caught the measels Joey caught the mumps Jane came down with the flu And jacks been in a slump The teacher has gone missing
A Blind Date

Both of them were late To their very first blind date He stumbled around outside While she struggled finding a ride But once they were together
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The troll

I saw the troll That lived under the bridge But he wasn’t scary not one smidge His hair was greasy And teeth all jagged
Coffee

I’ve drank 6 cups of coffee And I think I’m seeing things The walls and floors are shaking And stars have formed on the ceili… I think I’ll go for a jog
The ways that one can go

You could get hit by lightning Or run over by a rock Theres so many ways one could go Its rather quite a shock You could get sucked into a vortex
Questions

You cant judge a book By its cover they say But you pick a flower By what looks best that day I lay outside and ask
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The feared beard

There once was a man Who was known and feared For the frightnening features Of his beard His hair was long
A good kind of day

I woke up this morning With my hair knotted in every way But it did not bother me not one b… Since today’s a good kind of day I reached for the bedroom door
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A tip of the hat

If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude
The door

There once was a boy Who was sent to the store He followed the path Till it led to a door The door was old
Waiting for the one

I’ve sat here waiting On the corner of markway and dessm… Waiting for the perfect girl To come knocking at my door I often sit and wonder
The look out

There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout
Hair contest

My brother and I Once made a bet A stake of five dollars We had set We both agreed
A new father

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



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