(2014)
Never go to the circus You wont return the same My image is ruined and a tent is to blame I entered fit
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
If you walk past me Oh, the things you would not know There’s plenty of stories and tale… If you stop to say hello
He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking
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
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
There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout
My mind is rather scary It’s why I keep it in my head If it ever where to escape Oh the things it’d do I dread
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
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
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
Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance
They say you can grow up to become what ever you want to be but I’ll tell you what thats completely wrong if you want to become a tree
Today I wore my bikini out To every single store I got so much attention You couldn’t ask for more But I was a little upset
