(2014)
#Blind #DefFunny #Short
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
I’ve decided to write a poem Where everything rhymed with time It would become a famous poem And the jealous would cringe As I called it mine
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
This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…
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…
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
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
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”
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
If you walk past me Oh, the things you would not know There’s plenty of stories and tale… If you stop to say hello
My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will
Carry a stamp if you need Carry markers, make sure they blee… Carry a pencil, a pen, a knife Carry these with you all of your l… Carry a chisel, carve in bark
My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors
I set a net to catch the thief That ate my food at night Since every morning I wake up To find no food in sight When the trap went off
Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May