I get up in the morning
Ride the bus to work
Hoping it'll be on time today
Cause my boss a real ****

I sit at my desk
In front of a computer screen
I'm already getting ***** looks
From patients waiting to be seen

Do this and that all at the same time
I spend the day multitasking
When will I get a break
That's what I keep asking

Well at least I have job
And money has to be made
Cause come the first of the month
The rent has got to be paid

Going to the classic car show
Is quite a delight
All the cars parked in a row
What a wonderful sight

Some are candy apple red
Others are metallic blue
Some have flames on the sides
And there's even purple ones too

These cars are real beauties
They were made to last
Some were for cruising
Others to go fast

There's the classic Ford Mustang
And I'm willing to bet
That some still remember
The sporty Chevy Corvette

They come from a simpler time
And if truth be told
Compare to the new one's of today
I prefer yesterday's old

Zombies are the walking dead
To **** them shoot them in the head
Your flesh is their favorite treat
If you see one be fast on your feet

If you look at them all you'll see
Is a disgusting flesh eating disease
I don't want to meet one that's for sure
For the walking dead there is no cure

Let's hope there's never an invation
That we stay a zombie free nation
Because there's one thing I don't want to be
That's a walking rotting zombie

I itch and itch everyday
I scratch and scratch but it won't go away
What causes it I'm not so sure
I just wish there was a cure

It could be the bugs in my bed
Or maybe it's all in my head
I tried pills I tried lotions
I've even tried homemade potions

All the doctors say that I'm insane
All they want to do is study my brain
I went home and started to cry
I guess I'll itch till the day I die

When I was a kid, Summer was so much fun
Playing and laughing all day in the sun
We would all gather for a game of tag
Or running a race to the finish flag

We would think of ways to try and stay cool
Like going for a swim at the public pool
Drinking tall glasses of cold lemonade
While sitting under a tree in the crisp shade

Riding our bikes up and down the street
Waiting for the ice cream truck for a popsicle treat
Staying up late with my best friend
Hoping that Summer would never end

I'm grown up now but it's just not the same
The loss of innocence is such a shame
It's been a long time but they're still  very clear
Those summertime memories that I hold so dear

To all those girls out there
That think they're ugly or fat
I'm here to tell you now
How wrong you are about that

You don't have to be a super model
Or a movie star
Just hold you head up high
And just love who you are

I know it's hard sometimes
To make it through the day
Take those depressing thoughts
And throw them all away

So listen to me now
Your beauty will shine through
When you take the time
To love you for you

My poems are quite simple
I admit that it's true
But it doesn't have to be complicated
For my message to get through

I write about what I see and feel
Almost every day
I try to find the words
To express what I want to say

I like the flowing rhythm
Of the words that rhyme
It's like a sweet melody
I hear it every time

So even though they're simple
I want to make it clear
All the poems I write
Come from my heart and are sincere