One mug of Latte
and a slice of Battenburg...
Those lying eyes
I saw a moving blade of grass that caught my...
You have become a disgrace
The society values you no more...
People are three types -
One's like food, necessary...
Told himself, gazing
at that poor coming to him...
What has the world come to these days?
Abduction lingers 'round corners...
Do you ever feel like theres no where else you can...
No one else you can talk too...
I probably don't write the best form of poetry.
What my words speak is reality...
My mother always prayed before eating and blessed...
Welcome to dinner, your booth is right over here...
Its funny how it all began
He came on his strange animal...
Together and in unison
just like an oceans wave...
Appearances are deceptive
tis true even more so...