(2014)
If you mixed a alligator An otter and elephant You would think it bring absolute… To all the places that it went But I was wrong, so listen carefu…
I would much rather be a nervous b… Chewing off my nails Than have to be a nervous fighter Getting nervous in a jail
whats this do? I have no clue its mechanics look quite clever oh look at the time
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
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
I’ll grab one part you grab the other then well run away from each other if it tares there’s no winner
Both of them were late To their very first blind date He stumbled around outside While she struggled finding a ride But once they were together
I just witnessed a crime what do… Do I tell the cops what I had to… But I’m afraid if I do I’ll get… Since one had looked at me Oh well here it goes
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
My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors
Never go to the circus You wont return the same My image is ruined and a tent is to blame I entered fit
The forest we know Once formed long ago From a man whos sorrows Brought tears that could grow He wandered earth
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
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
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
