(2014)
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
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
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
As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg
If you walk past me Oh, the things you would not know There’s plenty of stories and tale… If you stop to say hello
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…
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”
I had a starring contest With the wall I sat there all day But to my dismay I did not win at all
The ruler sat upon his thrown His thrown of sand to all was know… His castle was feared far and wide As the strongest fortress near ocean side
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life
