(2014)
The ruler sat upon his thrown His thrown of sand to all was know… His castle was feared far and wide As the strongest fortress near ocean side
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
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
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”
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
I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
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 always tuck my tongues Down into my socks I wouldn’t want them to scrape the… And have to taste the rocks I look out for my shoes
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
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…
As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me
My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will
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
I’ll grab one part you grab the other then well run away from each other if it tares there’s no winner
