I travel to the moon in a giant pair of knickers
With frilly bows and pompoms and a pack of jacobs...
Out of all the unimportant living breathing...
I had to write a poem for a class that used all...
so here ye go...
When we were young: Band Aids and Kisses were our...
When we were young: A broken heart meant, you...
Now lay me down to sleep,
I pray dear LORD my shape to keep...
She looks in the mirror
every single morning...
We are the seven dead fires,
feel the furry of our knives...
I didn't do a thing to you,
so why all of a sudden am I in the middle...
Why is a mans favorite food shop KFC
because you get...
A smiley face,
A pretty place...
I read my daughters poem
boy was it funny...
Walking down the street
Pumping to my beat...