No matter from where he falls,
From the cupboard or the door,
He will always land feet first,
Soon as he reaches the floor,
Acrobatic is the cat,
Small and light, springy is he,
Sometimes when he can't be found,
Look for him up in the tree.

Many things I wanted to do,
I had no means to see them through,
My many years went rushing by,
Quicker than birds up in the sky,
So some dreams were lost on the way,
Never did see the light of day,
Now I've settled with what I've got,
Still to finish what I did not.

I'm thankful to be what I am,
I'm fat and I'm thankful for that
I can have that immense satisfaction,
Whenever I workout and try to change,
I'm thankful for the extra happiness
I get, whenever I lose a pound.
I'm thankful for not making up to my dream college,
I've found real friends here,
I'm thankful for the chance of getting better every day,
I'm thankful for the change,
And being ordinary is okay

I'm Probably introverted, sagacious
And silent
Often known as innocent,
But
when I'm wronged,
I'll not stay quiet.

I have been given
Two handsome guys
But they are
Both immature…
😩

My sad times are always accompanied
by my poems...
Then why don't my good times

I lost my love, It’s just that simple.
I don’t know what else to say.

I miss his smile, his eyes, his hands.
He has a high libido and certain demands.

I went to my priest, he seemed kind of grim,
“God has a lot on his plate now - stop bothering him.”

I called the police, they sounded bored but wanted a description.
I said “He’s real good lookin’, and he tastes like chicken.”

I lost my love, but no one understands.
I have a high libido and certain demands.