There once was a kid who balanced… on roofs, wires, and rocks he decided to raise the risks in a… where he would balance on top of a crock

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

He was the greatest hero From a time that’s long and passed He cleans the streets to this day Though he now gets easily gassed They found him wondering in a park…

I always tuck my tongues Down into my socks I wouldn’t want them to scrape the… And have to taste the rocks I look out for my shoes

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

It’s time I must go I’ll make this one quick Just flip the page If this one doesn’t stick

Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips

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

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

I made a 42 decker sandwich With every ingredient inside But upon seeing a tear was brought… And for days and days it sat as I… For I simply cannot open my mouth…

they sed you need edukashen two go sumwear in life but thats a joke just look at me ive made it here alrite

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

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