(2014)
I cannot do my work is what he had… With my room a mess and the dog to… So he fed the dog and cleaned the… Then sat at his desk with an appen… I cannot do my work is what he had…
Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
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
What if the old man Who snored when it was pouring Did in fact not get up When it was morning What if after a ring of rosies
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
I had a starring contest With the wall I sat there all day But to my dismay I did not win at all
This is the boat of issues come on hop in here son “I don’t know if theres room to fit” “who’s one here?”
When you look at the world flat You see nothing but squares It all looks the same Lines all put in pairs Faces look straight
Solomon grumpy Born on a Monday Woke early on Tuesday Stayed up until Wednesday Drove angry on Thursday
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…
I’ve sat here waiting On the corner of markway and dessm… Waiting for the perfect girl To come knocking at my door I often sit and wonder
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
He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking
Have you ever wondered How the clouds move along If you believe its the wind I’ll tell you that your wrong I sit behind these clouds
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…
