(2014)
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
This is the boat of issues come on hop in here son “I don’t know if theres room to fit” “who’s one here?”
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 set a net to catch the thief That ate my food at night Since every morning I wake up To find no food in sight When the trap went off
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there
Supposedly we all have demons And boy do I wish this were true I’d have these demons do my chores And all my homework too
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
You can hide it in make up But I know it’s still there A face designed Only to scare You can try to distract me
You cant judge a book By its cover they say But you pick a flower By what looks best that day I lay outside and ask
he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown
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
I’ve drank 6 cups of coffee And I think I’m seeing things The walls and floors are shaking And stars have formed on the ceili… I think I’ll go for a jog
I gathered up my feelings and put them in a box I hid it in my attic and sealed it with a lock since then my girl left me
There was a man once Who did not step on cracks’ For the fear he had Of breaking his back He’d hop and he’d skip
