(2014)
#ChairShort #Funny
I once was a wolf I followed a pack I grew out my hair Till it covered my back I howled to the moon
Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name
I am the one Who lives in your vents Its a rather nice life Not worrying about rent My favorite hobby is
There once was a man from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…
Everyone knows of the billy goat g… In every dark alley and valley the… Whenever wolves go out, they go ou… For if the gang catches them they… The walls are tagged with their ma…
I woke up this morning With my hair knotted in every way But it did not bother me not one b… Since today’s a good kind of day I reached for the bedroom door
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
he came in guns waving “everyone get down” but when they all started dancing he left with just a frown
This poems the worst Nothing like the first My ideas are scattered about And the pages run out I’ve got better things to do
when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there
My brother and I Once made a bet A stake of five dollars We had set We both agreed
In the streets lived a musician Who played with no beat he did not even know how to read from a sheet he’d strum his fiddle
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
Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life
Watch were you’re going Don’t stare at your feet For every smile that you pass Is one you’ll never meet