I am just a part
of who I am...
By Ray Smallshaw
"Honest mum I saw him putting the presents...
***Ok this is my first attempt at a non dark poem...
This place is wacky...
All dressed in white; In hopes
someone might be out of sight...
And i wrote a poem about a poem that i was going...
- Andrew, again you're going
To smoke...
With ginger hair,
and a stone cold stare...
Can you make me one
with everything...
Shakespeare was a man of wit,
Upon his shirt he had some s**t...
Here, through these lines,
something I am going to reveal...
Is it me, or is something cattywampus about this.
Tea for two and I am feeling so very all alone...
When you age
your body begins to grow...