The Cheetah runs The Cheetah fly’s The Cheetah jumps The Cheetah glides But it is none
A drip, A drop A flip, A flop A tick, A tock On the door A clip[, A clop
Pitter Pattter Pitter Pattter Pitter Pattter Rhythm of rain On my window
First As the Pink Panthers Small children Play on even tinier fields. Second
Yum! A squishy berry Fills my mouth with sweet What a taste to carry It’s something that I greet The best food every grown
Running fast On the bare terrain Might be your last So enjoy the strain Predator is last
Tastes like Night air Crispy like Crunchy like Everything else
I’m on the diving board Looking in the water I will not give up I will not falter Still looking down
Happiness is contagious Unlike flu or disease Happiness is good for you It make all people at ease Happiness is contagious
Years, ticking by Ticking by By-and-by On their way To age me still
Why? Why must everyone write with woe? Why do they? Why do you think of dark? Why do people cry?
The darkness eases it’s way Seeps Into my soul Willing itself To go
A steaming kettle About to explode A moment passes by A high shriek Pierces the air
Life is a road Everyone must take People come and go But they leave in different ways. Love is a river
Swish! YES! Score! As the ball sails through the air, landing neatly in the corner of the goal. Swish! YES! Score! She does it again! Swish! YES! Score! Look at her go, pounding down th...
