Yellow Maggot Custard
Dead Dogs lick...
I hear him creeping around downstairs,
this is the perfect time to pounce...
The three little kittens,
threw out their mittens...
The night be for hallowen
every creature was out...
1 lick,
2 lick...
The Clock is ticking,
The scores are tied...
There were three fat men on a boat
They were all waving at a goat...
Mommy, mommy
i bet you, you can't find me...
I can't think of a poem.
All filled with rhymes...
I am the tree
Called Macchop...
Bouncing off these rainbow walls
ignoring all the times i fall...
Lolliypop, chocolate top, candy all around.
Wait until the candy is all found...