My girl and me Could never be For were kept apart By the sea I built a boat

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”

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

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…

There once was a man Who was known and feared For the frightnening features Of his beard His hair was long

My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will

Skinny Sarah would eat and eat But all the weight just went to he… They got so big she could only fin… Driving poles in at the farm She’d pick em up and drive em in

Tippy Tom liked to drink Tippy Tom would raise a stink Tippy Tom would stumble out Tippy Tom would walk about Tippy Toms gone missing

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…

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

Jessey caught the measels Joey caught the mumps Jane came down with the flu And jacks been in a slump The teacher has gone missing

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

I let the cat out To explore the yard It scratched at the fence But the fence was to hard It laid about then swallowed