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…

Little sneezing Cynthia Never covered her mouth She would sneeze oh so loud It could be heard clear down south Her sneezing startled the neighbor…

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

The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call

Upon her own pedestal Is where she sat Not down on earth She was too good for that She’s never wrong just ask her

Peter piper picked a pot of hasenpfeffer Drank it down, took another round It couldn’t get any better Peter went back to the market

Solomon grumpy Born on a Monday Woke early on Tuesday Stayed up until Wednesday Drove angry on Thursday

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 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

Yes I am a vampire But that does not mean I suck blo… I’m rather friendly give me a try There is no reason to run Now I beg you don’t fret

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

We both leapt from the plane But first we placed a wager Who could reach the bottom first What could be the danger I watched her as she pulled her co…

I just witnessed a crime what do… Do I tell the cops what I had to… But I’m afraid if I do I’ll get… Since one had looked at me Oh well here it goes