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

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

I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon

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

There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick

The special today is over easy twi… With a serving of bunk on the side If you like you can watch the chef… Cause we ain’t got nothin to hide If you need help deciding

Yes I am that monster That lives within the lake It’s sad when no one believes you’… No matter how many pictures that y… I’ll pose for every photo

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

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

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

I climbed up a tree once Just to look out I sat and I watched As a bird flew about I looked down to notice