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

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

when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there

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

whats this do? I have no clue its mechanics look quite clever oh look at the time

He was the greatest gladiator That came from a distant land He never had to pick up a sword All he threw was sand He knew what he was doing

I would much rather be a nervous b… Chewing off my nails Than have to be a nervous fighter Getting nervous in a jail

It’s time I must go I’ll make this one quick Just flip the page If this one doesn’t stick

This mouths for sale, this mouths… Please I’m willing to barter This mouths for sale, this mouths… Running it’s easy, selling it’s ha… This mouths for sale, this mouths…

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

I’ve decided to write a poem Where everything rhymed with time It would become a famous poem And the jealous would cringe As I called it mine

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