My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought

Make a cake Don’t make a sigh Make a friend Don’t make a lie Make a plan

he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown

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

I know there must be some place aw… A place to call home that’s drive… An old log home, where friends wai… A hammock waiting on the beach nea… A t.v playing reruns of an old fav…

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

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

I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg

Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life

Into the room the child had run I have super powers his story begu… I can see through walls For real no lies So the parents got up

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

whats this do? I have no clue its mechanics look quite clever oh look at the time

My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will