(2014)
No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
I sat there on my couch all night And waited for one to come out These things are hard to catch you… If you move they scatter about Finally it poked out it’s nose
Don’t step in puddles If you enjoy your leg Id rather you not Have to walk Wobbly with a peg
Into the room the child had run I have super powers his story begu… I can see through walls For real no lies So the parents got up
My girl and me Could never be For were kept apart By the sea I built a boat
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
If red means anger And blue is sad White is pureness And yellow is glad What does orange mean
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
The forest we know Once formed long ago From a man whos sorrows Brought tears that could grow He wandered earth
I cannot do my work is what he had… With my room a mess and the dog to… So he fed the dog and cleaned the… Then sat at his desk with an appen… I cannot do my work is what he had…
You could get hit by lightning Or run over by a rock Theres so many ways one could go Its rather quite a shock You could get sucked into a vortex
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
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
Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts
