He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

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

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

Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts

So I tried to talk to that girl t… But not a single word could be fou… So I decided to just go out back And bury my head in the ground

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

My parents trained the dog To let me know When dinner was ready So in I’d go I once came home late

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 from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…

My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors

when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there

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

If red means anger And blue is sad White is pureness And yellow is glad What does orange mean

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

I know there must be some place aw… A place to call home that’s drive… An old log home, where friends wai… A hammock waiting on the beach nea… A t.v playing reruns of an old fav…