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Tyler Steven Clark

Tyler Steven Clark

Birds and bees

Mother, if cranes deliver babies
From where does a baby crane come?
‘The birds and the bees’
“That is how my son”
If you’re going to tell stories
I’m too old and it’s too late
I already know that a bee
Cannot carry that much weight

(2014)

#BirdsAndBees #Funny #Short

Other works by Tyler Steven Clark...
The Colors of Feeling

If red means anger And blue is sad White is pureness And yellow is glad What does orange mean
The names

Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
Melanie and her melodia

Melanie and her melodia Traveled across the land That’s an organ on wheels In case you didn’t understand She played her music from her hear…
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A man and his computer

They said you can’t marry a comput… You’ll never be a pair But their all wrong, you won’t bel… All the memory that we share
Growing up

They say you can grow up to become what ever you want to be but I’ll tell you what thats completely wrong if you want to become a tree
The secret of life

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars
Hide and go seek

My shadow and I Once played hide and go seek I closed both eyes Not once did i peek I counted to the highest number
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Tangled girls

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
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Starring contest

I had a starring contest With the wall I sat there all day But to my dismay I did not win at all
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Public dancing

Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance
Life's shapes

When you look at the world flat You see nothing but squares It all looks the same Lines all put in pairs Faces look straight
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
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
Hang em high noon

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick
A stutter

As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me



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