(2014)
#Crayons #DrawingShort #Funny
The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree
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…
Every one shall fear me For I’m the almighty bush If I see you waiting for the road… You might just get a push If you get to close to me
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
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
whats this do? I have no clue its mechanics look quite clever oh look at the time
It human nature to hate the silenc… Since it’s only quite when your al… So surround yourself with many fri… And let sound fill your home
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”
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
I cannot do my work is what he had… With my room a mess and the dog to… So he fed the dog and cleaned the… Then sat at his desk with an appen… I cannot do my work is what he had…
Mother, if cranes deliver babies From where does a baby crane come? ‘The birds and the bees’ “That is how my son” If you’re going to tell stories
In the streets lived a musician Who played with no beat he did not even know how to read from a sheet he’d strum his fiddle
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
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
Hey diddle diddle you’ve reached t… And it appears you’ve not run away So try your best To finish the rest Even if it takes all the next day