Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Math
Math makes me mad
Because I'm really bad
It is really boring
It keeps me snoring
It's so confusing
It's not amusing
I have too many tests
I don't get to rest
All because of math
It has an evil wrath
It makes me cry
So I dry my eye
I study hard
But my grade is scarred
Because math is bad
It should be banned
But they all say
Math is okay
But they are wrong
Their noses are long
Geometry is terrible
It's unbearable
Algebra is worse
It makes me curse
I should take another path
Because I strongly dislike math
Brothers: For Mike and Jon :)
They can be mean
They can be nice
They are never clean
They eat too much rice
They are guards
They really care
They play cards
But they're never fair
They are best friends
But they always fight
They are there when it ends
To tell you you're right
They help you with math
But hog the TV
They need to bath
But they help you ski
They are too protective
Because they think you're two
They are like detectives
But they really just care about you
They can be nice
They are never clean
They eat too much rice
They are guards
They really care
They play cards
But they're never fair
They are best friends
But they always fight
They are there when it ends
To tell you you're right
They help you with math
But hog the TV
They need to bath
But they help you ski
They are too protective
Because they think you're two
They are like detectives
But they really just care about you
Monday, April 19, 2010
Strawberry Cupcakes
You are annoying
you make me mad
Especially when you're singing
Because you sound really bad
You really stink
You're bad at everything
You hate pink
You would do anything
You're wild and crazy
You have bad taste
You're really lazy
It's such a waste
You are all the above
And lots more too
All you do is shove
But I still love you
Mother's Day
Roses are red,
Violets are blue
You are my mom,
and I really love you
Dandelions are yellow,
Lilies are white
You are my mom,
You are such a delight
Petunias are purple,
Orchids are pink
You are my mom,
And you always think
Carnations are white,
Daisies are yellow
You are my mom,
Even though you bellow
Desks are black,
Rocks are grey
You are my mom,
Happy Mother's Day
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Sledding
Wind in your face
With the downhill speed
Coldness
Creeping up your feet
Hands holding on
Tightly to the ropes
Nose bright red
Cheeks froze
Fluffy snow
In your face
Turning left
Then slowly right
Oh! What a delight
Til finally
It's the end of the ride
And then you climb up the hill
One more time
To go sledding
For a little while
Birthday
Shooting Star
Does wishing on a shoot star
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
I wish I knew
Is it really true?
Will you yelp,
Or does hoping help?
Does wishing on a shoot star
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
One day I hope to know
If it's all just a show
Do dreams become reality?
Is it abnormality?
Does wishing on a shoot star
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
Shooting star!
I have to park my car
So I get a good view
Right under you
Does wishing on a shoot star
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
I'll make a wish
In a real swish
I'll do it in a hurry
Before I worry
Does wishing on a shoot star
Ever really get you far?
Is it maybe to extreme
Or just a childish dream?
Friends
What are friends?
They cry when you cry
They laugh when you laugh
They hang out everyday
And always want to play
They care about you
When you have the flu
They make you happy
Even if you're snappy
They stand by your side
They are like a guide
To take you through it all
After you fall
They are always there
Your pain to bear
If you didn't know
They'll never go
When there's nothing left
They'll still be there
These are friends.
A Bad Day
Monday, April 12, 2010
Bells Ringing, Sweetly Ringing
Cherry Blossoms
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Playing the Banjo
Blue Beaches
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