(2014)
#Funny #Short
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
The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree
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
My friend dared me once To get a hair cut He agreed in return To get punched in the gut I grabbed my scissors
They said you can’t marry a comput… You’ll never be a pair But their all wrong, you won’t bel… All the memory that we share
I gathered up my feelings and put them in a box I hid it in my attic and sealed it with a lock since then my girl left me
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
whats that you say I cant read lips Oh wait I’m blind Sometimes Even I forget
I made a 42 decker sandwich With every ingredient inside But upon seeing a tear was brought… And for days and days it sat as I… For I simply cannot open my mouth…
I had a starring contest With the wall I sat there all day But to my dismay I did not win at all
The rains kept a comin It seemed they wouldn’t stop The clouds just kept on pouring Till they squeezed out every drop The lightning pierced the ground
The things I must do Oh the things I must do I must polish the dishes And wash my shoes The things I must do
They say if you shoot for the moon… You’ll just end up in the stars... But if stars are just burning gas The chances are you won’t get far.…
He was the greatest hero From a time that’s long and passed He cleans the streets to this day Though he now gets easily gassed They found him wondering in a park…
Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May