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

If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude

There once was a man Who was known and feared For the frightnening features Of his beard His hair was long

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

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

A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall

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

Tommy glee sure loved his tree, They watched the sense together fa… Then came a time in mid October, Where the wind blew so hard his tr… It survived the storms but what to…

My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors

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

He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

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