A bear however how hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy bear grows short and fat-
Which is not to be wondered at.

He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ottoman-
But generally seem to lack,
The energy to clamber back.

Now tubbiness is just the thing.
Which gets a fellow wondering-
And Teddy worries a lot about
The fact that he was rather stout.

He thought” If only I were thin!
But how would anyone begin?
It really isn’t fair
To judge one exercise and air.”

Nature’s first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leafs a flower
But only do an hour
Then Leaf subsides to leaf
So I sunk in grief
So dawn goes the day
Nature golds Can’t stay

Money can’t buy happiness,
As we all know.
You can make it rain,
But you’ll never make it snow.

No ones heart can be won over by money itself.
Trust and love works really well
But being selfish,
Is all you’ll ever have.

You’ll know when you’ve won.
But greed alone, never gets the job done.

Money can’t buy happiness,
Something we all should go off.
You can get a good education
But friends.. Is something you can never find.

The year has turned it’s circle,
The seasons come and go!
The harvest all gathered in,
And the chilly north wind blows.
The fields, Their yellow grain.
So open wide that doorway!
CAUSE THANKSGIVING COMES AGAIN!

The beast was a lonely potato, you see.
He was lonelier than lonely could possibly be!
Just because of how he looked.
It’s not fair to Judge by the book!

So the beast was picked on everyday.
But he was nice throughout it anyways!
They always called him stupid names.
Then his father the called him a Mistake..

So he left.
He left all his things!
Leaving a note behind that said:
“Gone with the wind”

He soon came across his mother, from across the world!
She was beautiful, but worried more.

“Son, you have real beauty, hidden real deep. Your beautiful on the inside, Even more you see! Say that your beautiful with no doubt! And your dreams will come true with a touch of your snout.

He took a deep breath, And gave into what his moms said!
“I’m beautiful” his scream scared away the birds.
He sat down and sighed.

In a snap of a twig, he sat up and smiled!
With that smile he rose above
Floating like a pedal,
A light shined above!

He traveled back and said, “I’m free!”
Nobody recognized him with his new look,
But the marks that they gave him stood about!
He was now legendary, the only one.

His mom came home and Slapped everyone :-:
It was very nice you see,
They have learnt their lesson,
But not jealousy and Greed.

My name is Christian, I am three
And on this very night, daddy hurt me.
Mommy’s never home! She says she still loves me!
But I still have this slight disagree.
Daddy is Abusive and is always late for work! He still blames me.
One night he came home from work, covered in grease.
He yelled all night and fussed you see!
He blames me for my sisters death, and for all the problems caused ahead.
But I still smiled knowing that he hurt me.
“You ungrateful brat! My boss fired me because of you!”
“I’m sorry daddy! What did I do..?”
He grabbed my little body, and slammed it in the wall!
“You an mistake of a child” he screamed from afar.
He punched, and punched and stomped my head!
“DADDY, PLEASE” I screamed.
After those last 2 words, my body laid still on the floor...
My name is Christian, I am 3
And on this very night daddy murdered me.
Ask the death man he heard it to.

Shot, abused.
Lack, amused.
Praised, loses.

Un burn the ashes
My scared life of misery
Is what I didn’t wish for.
No happiness, like a drained out world

No love.
The silence is so loud.
Speakers cracking
Sculls lacking.
What have I done.

Blood on my shoulders.
Violence lies within.
Just keep getting older.
When will it end!

If it was love where are you?
If it were love, Would I take a bullet for you?
Would I stand in a cloud daydreaming what our futures would be?
Or would I ignore you, and get my degree?

If it was love where are you?
In a jumpsuit with your other girl to?
If it were love would you be at home with me?
Or would you be somewhere else, not worried about me.

Once there was a elephant
Who tried to use the telephant-
NO!
NO!
NO!

I mean a elephone-
Who tried to use the telephone-
(Dear me! I’m not certain quite that I even got it right)

Howe’er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;
The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee,

I fear that I dropped the song-
Of elepho! and the telephong!