"waythe" poems
there was a little elephant he had lost wayhe was trying to find his mum he had searched all daythen a friendly buzzard saw him in distressand decided he would help to try and solve his messthe buzzard he took off high up the skyand saw the elephants mother standing near byive found your mum he said not to far away just follow me and i will lead the waythe elephant he was happy he had found his mumhe was going home and no longer was he glum.
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 6:12 AM UTC
what's my belly to you-
burning like the last look down a hallway.each bristle fighting the
skin to prove its toughness
each sunbeam sizzles another one to peachfuzz.
we are rocking back and forth all over it.
my invitation is wasted on the waythe floorboards
creak
as the table gets leaned on- we feed on
its knuckles are ruining it for me, you are speechless.
i am speech
its tumbling outside
there is a rumbling
the big shook daddy is coming down
life's a popularity contest and
its all about poptunes\
hey hey
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 11:34 PM UTC