hey what is up all?? i write most of my poems on true life events.if you dont believe me i dont care its your loss. i live in a town somewhere thanks everyone who comments and likes my poems its well apperciated! |
Froggy was his name
and playing with me was his game...
Hag hag hag
thats what they would say...
There once was a stick of chap
it smelled like a peice of crap...
Anger is Crimson Red
It smells like rotting flesh with a hint of burnt...
It was super duper
and a big pooper...
There once was a man named stan
he lived in a poop green van...
I see London |
If you want to be cool then jus look at me |
Eating salad is like eating grass....but i love it!!! |