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

The rains kept a comin It seemed they wouldn’t stop The clouds just kept on pouring Till they squeezed out every drop The lightning pierced the ground

Tomorrow I shall seize the day Tomorrow I’ll go on that run Tomorrow I’ll wake up right on ti… And get the yard work done Tomorrow I’ll finish that book

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

Yes I am a vampire But that does not mean I suck blo… I’m rather friendly give me a try There is no reason to run Now I beg you don’t fret

No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined

Theres a key to happiness The man said as he rocked “But if theres a key to happiness Why would they keep it locked”

There once was a man from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…

You can hide it in make up But I know it’s still there A face designed Only to scare You can try to distract me

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

I put a saddle on a whale I traveled faster than all could s… I can’t return home though I’ve been stranded on rocks Since people get angry

I always tuck my tongues Down into my socks I wouldn’t want them to scrape the… And have to taste the rocks I look out for my shoes

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

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