Its T-to the A, to the S-T-E-Y its tastey.
its D-to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S...
I have it everyday before school
it's waiting for me by the time it gets out of the...
- I've dyed! Do you hear, Nick?
- Ann? Then how can you speak...
Italians are the best
oh Italians are YES, YES,YES...
Alone i sit
staring at the wall...
Winter sends my thoughts South,
Like birds, flying in formation...
As if school...
I have to deal with all this stuff...
I’ve forgotten
Where I placed my keys...
This is a poem all about me
This is a poem for all to see...
Bicky is what i named life
he is my father nature...
You ever know when you fart
sometimes its totally like an art...
As I've grown older, I've found,
that my body has gotten more round...