Maybe just one more piece What could possibly go wrong It won’t really make a difference Oh dear it’s all gone...

It’s time I must go I’ll make this one quick Just flip the page If this one doesn’t stick

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

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

Upon her own pedestal Is where she sat Not down on earth She was too good for that She’s never wrong just ask her

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”

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

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

Hey so umm yeah uh well you Umm see uh I was uh starting to w… Um well uh if you well maybe possi… Had a phone number…

He was the greatest hero From a time that’s long and passed He cleans the streets to this day Though he now gets easily gassed They found him wondering in a park…

If you cant reach out to someone because a someones what you lack reach out to yourself because you’ll always have your ba…

He was the greatest gladiator That came from a distant land He never had to pick up a sword All he threw was sand He knew what he was doing

Jane and I hatched yet another pl… A more simple machine that we coul… We built a sleigh our dog could to… We’d hook it up and away we’d go Higher around it the grass does gr…