(2014)
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
I climbed up a tree once Just to look out I sat and I watched As a bird flew about I looked down to notice
The things I must do Oh the things I must do I must polish the dishes And wash my shoes The things I must do
I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon
he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown
My mind is rather scary It’s why I keep it in my head If it ever where to escape Oh the things it’d do I dread
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
they sed you need edukashen two go sumwear in life but thats a joke just look at me ive made it here alrite
We both leapt from the plane But first we placed a wager Who could reach the bottom first What could be the danger I watched her as she pulled her co…
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
If I could invent one thing It would be a bubble blower I’d make myself a bubble friend And really get to know her I’d make myself some bubble boxers
His colors would not Follow lines A mangled mess The teacher finds “This papers all scribbles
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
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
This poems the worst Nothing like the first My ideas are scattered about And the pages run out I’ve got better things to do
