The proof is in the
pudding it is said but proof...
By Ray Smallshaw
"Honest mum I saw him putting the presents...
The cock crows , that's your morning alarm,
Half a sleep you make your way to the stream...
How can she be satisfied
With something so small...
You will notice that no one wants
The garbage thrown to the street...
And i wrote a poem about a poem that i was going...
President Bill Clinton ( Clerihew )
President Bill Clinton...
A man and a friend are playing golf one day at...
One step closer and almost there
one more sem and school is over...
Nail him now Nail him fast
Burn him now burn him fast...
Jingling bells on manes
fat man ho ho hoying on...
A friend is someone who comes in the house without...
A friend is someone who calls your mom his mom...