(2014)
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
If you cant reach out to someone because a someones what you lack reach out to yourself because you’ll always have your ba…
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…
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree
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
I woke up this morning With my hair knotted in every way But it did not bother me not one b… Since today’s a good kind of day I reached for the bedroom door
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…
His colors would not Follow lines A mangled mess The teacher finds “This papers all scribbles
He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him
Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life
Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
What if the old man Who snored when it was pouring Did in fact not get up When it was morning What if after a ring of rosies
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
Jane and I thought to build a ufo Thered be no limit to where we wou… We’d go beyond where boats would r… We’d escape the chilling winter sn… It would be full of lights to put…
