(2014)
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
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
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
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
He moved so very quietly Peeking through the blades of gras… Of the tribe of lion hunters He was the very last He leapt from the bushes
The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree
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
I let the cat out To explore the yard It scratched at the fence But the fence was to hard It laid about then swallowed
My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will
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
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
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
he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown
Little sneezing Cynthia Never covered her mouth She would sneeze oh so loud It could be heard clear down south Her sneezing startled the neighbor…
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
