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

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

Theres a key to happiness The man said as he rocked “But if theres a key to happiness Why would they keep it locked”

On a bench in the park sat a man dressed in grey feeding the seagulls that flew in from the bay he wished he could glide

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

Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts

If red means anger And blue is sad White is pureness And yellow is glad What does orange mean

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

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

Solomon grumpy Born on a Monday Woke early on Tuesday Stayed up until Wednesday Drove angry on Thursday

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

There’s a secret to life Though no one can keep it It’s shaped many of men All those who have seen it It’s been written by scholars

I’m the worlds best detective But not a lot of people know I’ve solved earths greatest myster… Like why summers hot and winter co… Summers hot because there’s so muc…

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