(2014)
Supposedly we all have demons And boy do I wish this were true I’d have these demons do my chores And all my homework too
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
Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
I’ve decided to write a poem Where everything rhymed with time It would become a famous poem And the jealous would cringe As I called it mine
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
In the streets lived a musician Who played with no beat he did not even know how to read from a sheet he’d strum his fiddle
Every one shall fear me For I’m the almighty bush If I see you waiting for the road… You might just get a push If you get to close to me
Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life
So I tried to talk to that girl t… But not a single word could be fou… So I decided to just go out back And bury my head in the ground
Tommy glee sure loved his tree, They watched the sense together fa… Then came a time in mid October, Where the wind blew so hard his tr… It survived the storms but what to…
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
He heard the damsel screaming As he stabbed the dragon through He knew he’d be her hero Since heroes are now few He climbed up the crooked tower
I covered it in blankets Even gave it a thermometer I called up my doctor To see if he could save my monitor He said he’s no repair man
A poem of heart break anger and st… Is a poem created from the dark th… Don’t write of things that only ma… In order to feel better you must w… I do not wish to read of misery an…
Peter piper picked a pot of hasenpfeffer Drank it down, took another round It couldn’t get any better Peter went back to the market
