(2014)
#Funny #Short #Tree
Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance
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
Never go to the circus You wont return the same My image is ruined and a tent is to blame I entered fit
It’s been a week Since I left my house The snows blocked me in And I can’t get out It’s really a bother
Tomorrow I shall seize the day Tomorrow I’ll go on that run Tomorrow I’ll wake up right on ti… And get the yard work done Tomorrow I’ll finish that book
There sat a house Above the ocean They say when in it To not cause commotion If it were to teeter
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”
Have you ever wondered How the clouds move along If you believe its the wind I’ll tell you that your wrong I sit behind these clouds
Tippy Tom liked to drink Tippy Tom would raise a stink Tippy Tom would stumble out Tippy Tom would walk about Tippy Toms gone missing
Supposedly we all have demons And boy do I wish this were true I’d have these demons do my chores And all my homework too
I’ll grab one part you grab the other then well run away from each other if it tares there’s no winner
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
I let the cat out To explore the yard It scratched at the fence But the fence was to hard It laid about then swallowed
Don’t step in puddles If you enjoy your leg Id rather you not Have to walk Wobbly with a peg
If I was a ghost for a day There’s so much I would do Like fill the sinks with orange ju… And take everyone’s left shoe Id paint pink polka dots