I shave my legs,
I sit down to pee...
I know u know
i know u like me...
(((i didnt write this but i think that they are...
guys are like...coffee...
I'm tired of their endless chatter,
Those girls in my 1st block class...
I have a sneeze
I hate the smell of Frabreeze...
This poem looks like it's short,
But indeed it will not stop...
Im allergic to pencils
allergic to ink...
A figment of my mind,
Just my imagination...
Johnny stinks
Mikey doesn't...
A scuffle of hooves thundered up the path
t'was Sinderella from the Shire of Bath...
Crowded halls, people pushing,
Binder falling to the ground...
Staring at Feet
Grungy feet, smelly feet, feet of all kind...