(2014)
Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance
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
Watch were you’re going Don’t stare at your feet For every smile that you pass Is one you’ll never meet
Could a time machine exist if it was built to fix the wrong because if we have a perfect past we wouldnt need one
They say you can grow up to become what ever you want to be but I’ll tell you what thats completely wrong if you want to become a tree
It’s been a week Since I left my house The snows blocked me in And I can’t get out It’s really a bother
A poem of heart break anger and st… Is a poem created from the dark th… Don’t write of things that only ma… In order to feel better you must w… I do not wish to read of misery an…
Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts
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
The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree
Life’s like a puzzle With pieces thrown all about You have to put it together Until the pieces run all out Sometimes it’s finished
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
I put a saddle on a whale I traveled faster than all could s… I can’t return home though I’ve been stranded on rocks Since people get angry
Someone left out this nice metal b… It warm inside and not even locked I crawled in the box and decided t… But awoke to find I was covered i…
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
