I have a third ******.
That doesn't mean I'm *******.
It's on the left side.
Some people think its weird like Jekyll and Hyde.
But there really actually wrong.
Because my ****** just makes me a lot more strong.
People either love it or they hate it.
Either way they wish they had one and usually throw a fit.

I have a teacher named Ms.Larson.
She is to kind to commit arson.
She works at Guilford high school.
She's kind of short, and needs a step stool.
She knows everything about English teaching.
When she's angry with Declan, you can hear her screeching.
Her hair is always very curly.
She always comes to school bright and early.
One time I saw her trip and fall.
After that I knew she would be the best teacher, once and for all.

Immature
Silly
Abnormal
Illuminating
Ambitious
Hardy

Abandoned
C­hill
Amusing
Leading
Entertaining
Young

Drew,
I love you,
I wanna spread my goo,
all over you,

My best friend's name is Luke.
He always smells good, not like puke.
Even though we fight a lot.
Our friendship is more priceless then a yacht.
Although some people call him gay.
He gets that ***, everyday.
He's the cutest guy at school.
He shines brighter then a diamond jewel.
You wont find a guy more funny.
People like him better than the Easter bunny.
I love you Lukeypoo<333

I've lived my life without a mom.
No one to give me advice or drive me to prom.
Until this school year no one cared.
I sat alone all sad and scared.
A girl named Ashley came to like me.
Cuz I was sweeter than a cup of tea.
She treats me like a son even though I am trouble.
She protects me as if I'm as fragile as a bubble.
If a rude boy called me a ***.
She would put that ****** in a body bag.
Even though she is feeling heartbroken
I want her to know my heart has spoken.
And my heart let me know.
I will never let my new mother go.

Her name rhymes with banana
No, her name is not Hannah
I cant help but smile when I hear her laugh
Her favorite animal is a giraffe
She has really long brunette hair
Sometimes I sit on her like a chair
She also has a beautiful smile
Hopefully someday I can see her walk down the aisle
I named one of her puppies "Toaster Strudel"
He was a pit bull, not a poodle
The nice thing is that we never fight
It could be because she isn't uptight
There isn't a girl I would rather prefer
And that's because I love her
Anna<3

Mikenzie has a long toe.
That doesn't make her a ***.
The toe is much longer than the rest.
She sees it as a pest.
But I think its pretty cute.
She hides it with a boot.
Last night she let me lick it.
It was tastier than a banana split.

Hair.
It doesn't matter if its there.
It doesn't matter if its bare.
It doesn't matter if its long or short.
It doesn't matter is its spiked or strait.
It doesn't matter if your crush don't like it.
It doesn't matter if your parents like it.
Just be you.
And if being you means dying it pink.
Then by all means dye it pink.
Just be you.

Brian is a boy.
Brian is easy to enjoy.
Brian is short.
Brian is better then a resort.
Brian is smart.
Brian has a heart
Brian is shy.
Brian is a sweety pie.
Brian is underrated.
But at least he is not hated.
Brian most importantly,
Is my best friend.

My phone is blue.
My phone is an oval.
My phone is lame.
There's not one game.
Its honestly a shame.
And who is to blame?
Verizon's 30 dollar per month data costs.
Ill see you in hell verizon.

Hotel maids.
They worry me.
I hope someone would agree.
They could steal my stuff.
And they give me cheap soap that make my skin rough.
I like to use the little notepads to write them creepy notes.
I wish they would clean the blankets because they sometimes smell like goats.
It ****** me off when they knock on your door.
***** its 7 in the morning.

Today i wore my fancy white shirt.
Because all my other shirts were *****.
I sat at home all day.
While wearing the fancy shirt.
I made myself a pizza.
While wearing the fancy shirt.
I didn't bite hard enough and all the cheese came off and fell on my chest.
While i was wearing my fancy shirt.
I tried to wash the shirt.
While i was wearing no shirt.
After an hour of waiting.
The shirt was still ruined.
Now i'm ******

Mailbox.
You are green.
When people walk by, you are seen.
I remember when you held a wasps nest.
I went to get a package from amazon.com and I was stung in the calf.
I went in the garage and found a bottle of ant spray.
I sprayed the **** out of you.
You all died
R.I.P Isaiah's mailbox's Wasps

Snapbacks.
V-necks, low pants.
Bad grades.
Drugs.
Rude *******
This is the definition of swag.
So why would you brag?
Because it really sounds like a drag.

*******, its the apocalypse.
Survivors clothes full of rips.
Nothing but beans and blood stained jeans.
The occasional shambling zombie, blood thirsty and ripped to shreds.
I just wish they could be healed with meds.
I remember the days of plumbing and grocery stores.
Thats all gone know, and all we have left is each other.
You must band together to make it out there.
Or you will turn into a zombie that's losing its hair.
To survive you must trust but choose your allies wisely.
Some will back stab and some are true leaders, or maybe they want to be led by you.
Everyone has the potential to be a leader, but only few have faith.
To even survive you must be smart.
But being smart is just the start...

Today was grocery day.
I didn't want frozen pizzas or chips.
I wasn't looking for juices or dips.
All I was looking for were crackers, And crackers Is what I got.
Three boxes of Wheat thins.
The family sized Cheeze itz game me grins.
Tons and tons of triscuit crackers.
Gliding across the stores bar code trackers.
But best of all was my glorious box of Chicken in a Biskit.

He was an interesting man to say the least.
Thank god he is now deceased.
He killed lots of people, mainly the jews.
He didn't even provide them with shoes.
On the bright side, he was an artist.
But defiantly not the smartest.
He was a short little man.
Shorter than my uncle Dan.
He was famous for his ****** hair.
It was just a tiny square.
Goodbye ******.

She is so beautiful, her bold brunette hair.
She is stronger than a bear.
She is as funny as a person tripping.
She will be a famous person on a magazine clipping.
One day i will marry her and have some babies.
We will have a family dog with no rabies.
Her brown eyes remind me of a chocolaty ice cream cone.
I cant stand being away from her, all alone.
For some odd reason she is self conscious.
But in reality she is a goddess.
Her name is **
And I love her<3