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

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


You open your presents
In a hurry
Then slowly begin
To worry
Then presents are gone
In a scurry
And all that is left
Is a flurry
And now the memory
Is blurry
Because all you think about
Is curry


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?
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?
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


A friendly smile
The twinkle of an eye
A small hug
These will all get you by

On a bad day
When all seems to be lost
Have faith in yourself
No matter what the cost

When all hope is gone
Find a little light
A glimmer of hope
Shining bright

Monday, April 12, 2010

Bells Ringing, Sweetly Ringing


Laughter makes me think
of chiming bells
ringing gently and sweetly


Laughter makes me want to dance
spin around and around
the song will never end


So laugh a lot
and don't cry
because we don't have very long lives

Cherry Blossoms


Cherry blossoms are pink and white
They shine brightly, even at night

Cherry blossoms make me happy
Even when I'm feeling crappy

Smiles





Smiles help

Heal hearts when they are broken

and shattered in a million peices, there's nothing

Smiles don't fix

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Playing the Banjo


We play the banjo
Every morning
When the sun rises
I hear them play strings

And then at lunch
I pet by banjo
Because it is soft
And I don't get stomach aches

Finally when I go to bed
I see the banjo
And my heart flutters
Because I love my banjo



Blue Beaches


Footprints in the sand
Salty air

Warm water
Wet hair

Seagulls fishing
Feathers flying

Turtles hatching
Crawling to the shore

Only on Blue Beaches