I made a 42 decker sandwich With every ingredient inside But upon seeing a tear was brought… And for days and days it sat as I… For I simply cannot open my mouth…

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…

Into the room the child had run I have super powers his story begu… I can see through walls For real no lies So the parents got up

I sat there on my couch all night And waited for one to come out These things are hard to catch you… If you move they scatter about Finally it poked out it’s nose

We both leapt from the plane But first we placed a wager Who could reach the bottom first What could be the danger I watched her as she pulled her co…

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

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

Make a cake Don’t make a sigh Make a friend Don’t make a lie Make a plan

Mr.Pierce had 36 eyes 27 boxes of tissues In case he cries 18 pairs of glasses For when he reads

It’s time I must go I’ll make this one quick Just flip the page If this one doesn’t stick

The things I must do Oh the things I must do I must polish the dishes And wash my shoes The things I must do

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars