Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My princess is lovely,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Mirrors are shiny,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Slices are thin,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
Flowers are blue,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Water is smooth,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Your thing is beautiful,
And so is your smile.
A Flower is beautiful,
Just like you
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 2:27 PM UTC
A solar, sandy wind blow
in spite of the sunny beach
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
We wish you good macro results,
We wish you good macro results,
We wish you good macro results…
And lots of them too.
To count them we’ll use spreadsheets,
To count them we’ll use spreadsheets,
To count them we’ll use spreadsheets...
For every season.
Good macros we count,
Stoneflies and mites
Good snails and mayfies
We all have to count.
We counted a lot of macros,
We counted a lot of macros,
We counted a lot of macros...
And have lots more to go!
Our minds can’t simply take it,
Our minds can’t simply take it,
Our minds can’t simply take it…
There’s just too much to count!
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 4:58 PM UTC
Do you wanna catch a macro?
Then observe them after that?
But no one does…
And make them all just go extinct…
They used to be just buggies…
But now they’re not…
They are a bigger deal!
Do you wanna catch a macro?
And make a google sheets?
It’ll become a viral tweet,
And end up dying by a week!!!
Then somebody named Michel Clapp liked it all…
He used them to torcher us all!
Now we’re watching the weeks go by,
Really Really Slowly…
“GO AWAY MACROS!!!”
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
Poetry isn´t easy,
It makes my belly queasy!
But how oh how do I get inspired?
Is there a secret key in order to conspire?
Do I climb a tree?
Give things out for free?
Should I go into my basement?
Should I be in great amazement?
That is a question for all of us,
the answer is a big huge plus!
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 11:49 PM UTC
Love is a complicated and interesting thing.
Do you write notes or just end up saying,
Something mellow or just simply sweet?
I think for your love, that will be a treat.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
I ended the warm sunny day with a little fire,
Crackling, heating and giving off light.
Summer is just like the fire but cooler and dryer.
And the glimmering sun is so much more bright.
Sometimes I can’t even play a sport,
The scorching sun is way too torrid.
Then I’d just rather build a big ol’ fort,
Now the day isn’t that horrid.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
How does it feel to be a slave boy?
Growing up seeing no kindness or joy.
Giovi knows how it feels.
All day long fixing broken wagon wheels.
One day when he was twenty two,
His master said, “Hey you!”
“I don’t need you anymore,
You’re good for death and nothing more.”
“You are a gladiator now.”
“As you wish.” answered Giovi with a bow.
Frightened and so nervous,
Giovi imagined dying on the sandy surface.
It is Sunday afternoon;
The people are dancing to a tune.
But for Giovi it was a day of possibilities.
He might end up with serious disabilities.
Or he might just die
With a outloud cry.
“I don’t deserve to die! Please have mercy on me!”
The crowd turns thumbs down. The emperor agrees.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC