(2014)
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
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
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
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
The forest we know Once formed long ago From a man whos sorrows Brought tears that could grow He wandered earth
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
On a bench in the park sat a man dressed in grey feeding the seagulls that flew in from the bay he wished he could glide
If I could invent one thing It would be a bubble blower I’d make myself a bubble friend And really get to know her I’d make myself some bubble boxers
My brother and I Once made a bet A stake of five dollars We had set We both agreed
I’ve decided to write a poem Where everything rhymed with time It would become a famous poem And the jealous would cringe As I called it mine
Yes I am a vampire But that does not mean I suck blo… I’m rather friendly give me a try There is no reason to run Now I beg you don’t fret
She comes out of the ocean at nigh… To fold my clothes and clean my be… She like to pick up after me And make sure I’m always fed Slippery floors is the only price
Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout
You could get hit by lightning Or run over by a rock Theres so many ways one could go Its rather quite a shock You could get sucked into a vortex
