(2014)
#Colors #EmotionFeelings #Funny #Short
Mr.Pierce had 36 eyes 27 boxes of tissues In case he cries 18 pairs of glasses For when he reads
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
I set a net to catch the thief That ate my food at night Since every morning I wake up To find no food in sight When the trap went off
His colors would not Follow lines A mangled mess The teacher finds “This papers all scribbles
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
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
Never go to the circus You wont return the same My image is ruined and a tent is to blame I entered fit
Mother, if cranes deliver babies From where does a baby crane come? ‘The birds and the bees’ “That is how my son” If you’re going to tell stories
There once was a boy Who was sent to the store He followed the path Till it led to a door The door was old
Maybe just one more piece What could possibly go wrong It won’t really make a difference Oh dear it’s all gone...
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
I’ve sat here waiting On the corner of markway and dessm… Waiting for the perfect girl To come knocking at my door I often sit and wonder
Make a cake Don’t make a sigh Make a friend Don’t make a lie Make a plan
I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon
I covered it in blankets Even gave it a thermometer I called up my doctor To see if he could save my monitor He said he’s no repair man