It’s a magical thing A pencil A thing you use Every day And take it

The darkness eases it’s way Seeps Into my soul Willing itself To go

Chiming Rhyming In a tone Beats Raps

Years, ticking by Ticking by By-and-by On their way To age me still

Pedal, pedal, hard up the hill My bike’s wheels groaning With the effort Switch gears Click, click

A steaming kettle About to explode A moment passes by A high shriek Pierces the air

First As the Pink Panthers Small children Play on even tinier fields. Second

A drip, A drop A flip, A flop A tick, A tock On the door A clip[, A clop

I’m on the diving board Looking in the water I will not give up I will not falter Still looking down

Tastes like Night air Crispy like Crunchy like Everything else

The Cheetah runs The Cheetah fly’s The Cheetah jumps The Cheetah glides But it is none

Yum! A squishy berry Fills my mouth with sweet What a taste to carry It’s something that I greet The best food every grown

Life is a road Everyone must take People come and go But they leave in different ways. Love is a river

I’m in the dark. You leave me out of everything. How am I supposed to know anythin… I’m not. But you ask anyways.

Swish! YES! Score! As the ball sails through the air, landing neatly in the corner of the goal. Swish! YES! Score! She does it again! Swish! YES! Score! Look at her go, pounding down th...