Years ago my brother had,
between his legs, a blister.
He tried to pop it with a knife
and now I have a sister.
as the rain fell down.As the rain fell down
I felt it cleansing my soul.
Washing over my frown
That the laughs couldn't console.
Like a cool summer breeze
The water felt so pure.
For my disease,
the rain is the cure.
50 words.It's dark and raining as I'm sitting at the traffic lights, waiting for them to change.
A song I like comes on the radio so I turn it up louder. Too loud.
I can't hear the screams telling me to watch out for the car that hits me from behind.
Milk flavoured jelly beansNot being able to say
What I truly feel
Although I seem like I've lost my way
I won't need much time to heal
My heart is like a piece of debris,
Battered and worn, I'm a terrible host.
It's the scars you don't see
That torment me the most.
That bitch can die
Or I'll go first
You can't run with a knife in your thigh
Yeah... make her live with my curse.
But people don't care about others
They only worry about themselves.
Why would anyone bother my mother
About my state of mental health?
OppositesAlthough I am quiet
you're loud and bombastic.
I choose to use recyclable bags,
you prefer to use plastic
I'd enjoy a quiet night in
You want to go to a concert.
I cringe at the mere thought of pain,
you don't mind when you're hurt
If something is impossible,
you do it with ease.
When I would say "thank you",
you always say "please"
I may not know much
but I know this for a fact:
It is truly intriguing
how opposites attract.
Let the dark embrace me..."Let the dark embrace me,"
I say as you cry.
This phase will not erase me
From in front of your eyes.
My heart is still beating
but there's not long to go.
Life and death competing
to get me to go.
Your tears mix
and merge with my blood
like water and dirt
both mix to make mud.
It's not an eclipse
but the light is becoming shy.
"Let the dark embrace me,"
I say as I die...
The birthday poem of fabulousnessWho's the bro of bros?
Says bros before hoes?
Makes us laugh 'til we die
Who's the number one?
(my anaconda don't)
That son of a gun
(my anaconda don't)
Always a barrel of fun
(my anaconda don't want none)
Can't be outdone
(unless you got buns hun)
Octodad is a Dadliest Catch
Pewds and Marzia are a perfect match
When Octodad goes on a date
It's a total disaster, mate
Unstoppable just like Delsin Rowe
That's our Poods, the number one bro
Don't deny he's an ace
Unless you'd like a brofist in the face
P to the E to the W to the D to the S
It's Pewds, the master of ducks
Red bird secret, everyone knows that place, right?
That's what I thought, so don't pick a fight
Happy birthday to you now, Pewds
and thanks for always making me smile
Was my day bad or good,
you're always worth my while
You're always there for us
and we'll be there for you
That, if something, is true
Easily scared and yet so amusing,
we love you, Pewds, don't change a thing
Care PackageTo wish you happy birthday, friend
I stuffed an envelope to send
With in-jokes, hugs, a kiss or two,
The things that I adore in you.
The songs we share and sing aloud,
The compliments that made me proud,
The times you’ve made me laugh and cry,
The way the hours with you sail by,
The conversations late at night,
The wonders that we jointly write
In escalating inspiration
And joy in our collaboration…
Adventures that we daydream of,
Understanding, trust, and love.
Alas, but I was doomed to fail —
It simply got too large to mail!
Old Mule and the MermaidOnce upon a time, there lived an old Mule
down by the dA sea in a bamboo shack
on the beach under the coconut trees.
He and his old Cats were enjoying
their golden years wild and free
as their old bones would let them.
Eating and sleeping away their days
in sweet lethargy.
Come sunset old Mule would go out on his dock
and fish for comments and rhymes for his Cats.
Watching the changeable moon and circling stars
he would listen to the wind and the waves.
Some nights were all too quiet with no bites at all,
the shy nibblers stealthily stealing his bait,
he would just sit and dream.
Other nights the comments were jumping
right on to the dock. There would be buckets
full of rhymes for his old Cats!
And on special nights by the light of the moon
mermaids would swim by and sing him songs
about treasures in the depths of the dA sea.
Flirtatious creatures they were,
trying to lure him in and steal away his catch.
But old Mule was wiser than that,
his ancestor once knew the Queen of Faeries!
A Guide to Falling Downstairs1.
Wear fuzzy socks.
Traction is out of style,
but comfort is in,
so slip with cozy feet.
Try to choose a step
about halfway down
to ensure your fall is legitimate.
for maximum impact
and to avoid killing yourself.
This allows for choice
swear utterance at maximum volume,
as your body will not
be in the way,
If the wind is knocked out of you,
garbled choking noises
will suffice in a pinch.
Hit each stair on the way down.
It makes a pleasant percussive rhythm
that will be the only enjoyable part
of your journey.
This also ensures that
you will have a body-length bruise
to complain about.
Once at the bottom,
remain motionless for a while.
This give you time to reflect
on your relationship with gravity
and ask yourself
"What the hell just happened?
Did I break anything?"
Look for sympathy from bystanders,
realize closest bystanders are dogs
and they are more interested in dinner
that your mother is serving.
Accept help up.
Contemplate possibly broken
Drunk Poem No. 1 Stupid Little GrasshopperStupid little grasshopper
Jumpin’ through the grass
You better get out the way
Or Imma step on yo ass
Stupid little grasshopper
You think you so fly
But I’d be damned if I let you jump that high
Stupid little grasshopper
You ain’t cool
You better slow down you jumpin’ fool
A crappy poem for not crappy people =DForgive the tears
That streak my face
For it will take years
To mend the place
You all have in my heart
For it's impossible to part.
From the lunch table at the start
To the hallway in the end
But c'mon now lets not start a trend
This ISNT the end.
The clan will live on forever
In our hearts
we will always be friends
The tree of the Traz
The man named Henry
The obsession for cats
Being overly friendly
The Bike Guy's bikes
The Shoe Man's van
The Bike Guys coming
Kids, bike as fast as you can!
That one thief at Starbucks
Or that dude in the alley
He tried to get in my car
Crap, the car is tipping, his fat will be my fatality!
We built a website
It quickly turned sour
But if you think about it, it brought us together
And together we stay in our final hour
So many jokes and experiences
I have made with all of you
Those times were the best, so lets make some more
I PROMISE I will see you all soon
Those drawings at lunch?
That shiz was hilarious!
The immature concepts and derp f