He was the greatest gladiator That came from a distant land He never had to pick up a sword All he threw was sand He knew what he was doing

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

There was a man once Who did not step on cracks’ For the fear he had Of breaking his back He’d hop and he’d skip

He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking

Jane and I hatched yet another pl… A more simple machine that we coul… We built a sleigh our dog could to… We’d hook it up and away we’d go Higher around it the grass does gr…

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”

They say if you shoot for the moon… You’ll just end up in the stars... But if stars are just burning gas The chances are you won’t get far.…

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

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

There once was a man from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars

Stack your Problems Up real High Stack