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Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
There was this one crocodile
Named Albert
He truly was quite vile
Unless you give him sherbet

For if you give him sherbet
He will eat the tub whole
And after he is done
He will make you go on a stroll

For while your on a stroll
He'll gather you fruits and sweets galore
It's enough to make you say
Please no more
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
Mirrors on the wall
Glass on the floor
She has doomed you all
She'll hurt you even more

Her heart is broken
It was once so golden

You tore her to shreds
You're better off dead

Mirrors on the wall
Glass on the floor
It's time for your curtain call
Get ready to hear her roar

She was so confident
Until she heard your voice in her conscience

You broke her down with words
Now you'll never live to hear the birds
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
His eyes so bright
Now dark as night
You hurt him inside
He wanted to die

His mind so creative
Now clouded with insecurities
He hated

His eyes so bright
Now dark as night
Are you satisfied
Because he Said
"I will never be pitified"

He rised so high
You can  hear his battle cries
Because he fought with all that hate
That you still give him to this date
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
I cannot find the line of equation
But I can plan special occasions

I cannot ride a bike
But I can know not to dislike

I cannot learn how to use a saw
But when I dance you'll be in awe

I cannot do some things
But I can do things you're not capable of
I can use a cloth to mend a wing
If someone is rude I will not shove

Because I can do things you're not capable of
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
She had a balloon
She had a hat
She sat in her living room
Petting her cat
She waited for her guests
No one had came
And no one had left

No one came
There were no wishes
The candles were blown
No one to wash the dishes

She had a birthday
And the party was fun
Because...
All her imaginary friends had come
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
There was was one a creature in the forest
It was snatched up to be seen by tourists

There was once a creature in the lake
It was left in the drought to bake

There was once a creature in the mountains
It was put on the wall on a mounting

There are no more creatures like them
Because we tarnished, our world, the gem

There are no more creatures like them
Elizabeth Tran Nov 2015
Isn't it all so pretty
They look at me like I'm crazy
But as they drive by
I guess it slips their mind
That beauty is taking place
In this crazy world of mine
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
They have money
They have fame
They have paper awards sitting in frames
They have the sun made into honey

I have nothing but...

They have big houses
They have nice cars
They have new blouses
That come from afar

I have nothing but...

They have thrones
They have kingdoms
They have people working in the kitchen

I have none of that nonsense
I have nothing to show
But...

I have a small house
I have just one blouse
I have no car
I don't travel afar
I don't have much
But...

I have a family
Which is billions to me
Elizabeth Tran Oct 2015
She had one arm
She had 2 legs
She had 1/4 of her body missing when she lied in bed

He had 2 arms
He had one leg
He had 1/4 of his body missing when he lied in bed

They had three arms
They had 3 legs
They had more than you will
Because they won't beg

They are powerful
They are strong
They live together as one

They have 3 arms
And they have 3 legs
Elizabeth Tran Nov 2015
What's this
Drips of rain fall down my cheek

What's this
They make sounds that hurt me

What's this
I've fallen onto the ground

What's this
Oh, it's just the sounds

What's this
The sounds I make within my mind
They hurt me and make me cry

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