(2014)
It’s been a week Since I left my house The snows blocked me in And I can’t get out It’s really a bother
He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him
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
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
This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…
Everyone knows of the billy goat g… In every dark alley and valley the… Whenever wolves go out, they go ou… For if the gang catches them they… The walls are tagged with their ma…
I’m the worlds best detective But not a lot of people know I’ve solved earths greatest myster… Like why summers hot and winter co… Summers hot because there’s so muc…
I gathered up my feelings and put them in a box I hid it in my attic and sealed it with a lock since then my girl left me
There once was a kid who balanced… on roofs, wires, and rocks he decided to raise the risks in a… where he would balance on top of a crock
My brother and I Once made a bet A stake of five dollars We had set We both agreed
I made a 42 decker sandwich With every ingredient inside But upon seeing a tear was brought… And for days and days it sat as I… For I simply cannot open my mouth…
Could a time machine exist if it was built to fix the wrong because if we have a perfect past we wouldnt need one
My parents trained the dog To let me know When dinner was ready So in I’d go I once came home late
I would much rather be a nervous b… Chewing off my nails Than have to be a nervous fighter Getting nervous in a jail
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