Cool
humble...
Rising to the darkness,
flashing a crooked grin...
I must admit thine eyes are droopy
a peasents wish hath left me loopy...
I'm claustrophobic-
as I reside within...
They claim their wine matures with age,
but my poetry sweetens word by word...
Creatures that come in the night
don't sparkle like Edward...
Hey Blue how do you do?
Hey Blue who was that pink fool that always fowled...
I'm so glad to be
a kite runner's wasp or bee...
To friends we miss, lets take the piss
and pretend that we do care...
Eyes of glue
Sticky shoe...
Eyes are dry, my palms are sweaty
My clicking finger tired, but steady...
Hark! Hark! A lark!
Did Billy Shakespeare bark...