There was a man once Who did not step on cracks’ For the fear he had Of breaking his back He’d hop and he’d skip

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

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…

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

Hey so umm yeah uh well you Umm see uh I was uh starting to w… Um well uh if you well maybe possi… Had a phone number…

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

He moved so very quietly Peeking through the blades of gras… Of the tribe of lion hunters He was the very last He leapt from the bushes

Skinny Sarah would eat and eat But all the weight just went to he… They got so big she could only fin… Driving poles in at the farm She’d pick em up and drive em in

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…

Yes I am a vampire But that does not mean I suck blo… I’m rather friendly give me a try There is no reason to run Now I beg you don’t fret

We both leapt from the plane But first we placed a wager Who could reach the bottom first What could be the danger I watched her as she pulled her co…