This poems the worst Nothing like the first My ideas are scattered about And the pages run out I’ve got better things to do

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

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

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

The special today is over easy twi… With a serving of bunk on the side If you like you can watch the chef… Cause we ain’t got nothin to hide If you need help deciding

So I tried to talk to that girl t… But not a single word could be fou… So I decided to just go out back And bury my head in the ground

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought

As I walked through the woods I saw a heard of doe, doe, doe But I returned shortly As the ray, ray, rain began to flo… My job you ask me, me, me

I just witnessed a crime what do… Do I tell the cops what I had to… But I’m afraid if I do I’ll get… Since one had looked at me Oh well here it goes

There once slept a man who could n… Naps for hours and weeks he’d take He slept by choice not by need The most extravagant dreams he had… He dreamt of dreaming and dozed of…

Stack your Problems Up real High Stack

Jessey caught the measels Joey caught the mumps Jane came down with the flu And jacks been in a slump The teacher has gone missing