(2014)
There once was a man who’s home wa… His size so small he’d fit in your… Along one day came a great gust of… And lifted the poor man, and his h… Into the air and over the land,
If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude
You cant judge a book By its cover they say But you pick a flower By what looks best that day I lay outside and ask
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
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call
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
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors
whats this do? I have no clue its mechanics look quite clever oh look at the time
Hey diddle diddle you’ve reached t… And it appears you’ve not run away So try your best To finish the rest Even if it takes all the next day
I saw the troll That lived under the bridge But he wasn’t scary not one smidge His hair was greasy And teeth all jagged
Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips
