(2014)
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
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
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
The forest we know Once formed long ago From a man whos sorrows Brought tears that could grow He wandered earth
A poem’s a poem If it ends in a rhyme A poet’s a poet If he writes in spare time A poet grows famous
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
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
If I was a ghost for a day There’s so much I would do Like fill the sinks with orange ju… And take everyone’s left shoe Id paint pink polka dots
I had a starring contest With the wall I sat there all day But to my dismay I did not win at all
My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought
Life’s like a puzzle With pieces thrown all about You have to put it together Until the pieces run all out Sometimes it’s finished
when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there
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
He heard the damsel screaming As he stabbed the dragon through He knew he’d be her hero Since heroes are now few He climbed up the crooked tower
I followed a map of treasure once, In hopes of finding gold, But instead of finding a fortune b… I undug a chest real old. I guess you could say I lucked ou…
