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One fine day in the middle of the night Two dead boys got up to fight Back to back they face each other Drew their swords and shot each other One was blind, the other couldn't see So they chose a dummy for a referee A blind man went to see fair play A dumb man went to shout "Hurray" A paralyzed donkey passing by Kicked the blind man in the eye Knocked him through a nine inch wall Into a dry ditch and drowned them all A deaf policeman heard the noise And came to arrest the two dead boys If you don't believe this story's true Ask the blind man, he saw it too.If you understand how this works, please share it. I figured it out a few years back. can you?
I'm trying to change but it's way to hard. I'm trying trying to smile but my heart is apart. I'm looking for the day when it all turns good. But I still feel like that day is not coming soon. I pray all day and cry all night. While people around me are keeping the fight. I try too escape the feelings inside. But something's holding it by. I fight the pain and count the years. When I can stop crying and give some cheers. While people are happy I will stay in the box. While I cry and pray too God.
Lazy Nobs and Crazy Cobs are weaving webs to wind me. I am far more sweet than other meat but still they cannot find me. Here am I, naughty little fly, You are fat and lazy. You cannot catch me, though you try, in your cob webs .... crazy. .
This person named Boobear DEMANDED a poem So I grabbed my bat and smacked their dome Cracked that skull wide open, I ain't jokin Oh yeah, set'em on fire, now they're smokin Burned'em to an ash, then laughed Went and took a bubble bath Washed off Boobear's filth Then ate some cookies with milk Went to bed all calm and relaxed Maybe next time a question they can ask.......
One bright day, In the middle of the night Two dead boys got up to fight Back to back they faced each other Drew their knives and shot each other The deaf policeman hearing the noise Came and arrested the two dead boys Now if you think this tale is tall Ask the blind man, he saw it all.
Roses are red, Violets are blue. I've got five fingers, And the middle one's for you.
Smile big Smile wide Smile with strength Smile with pride Because when you smile... You know what you do? You glue a smile on the face Of those all around you.
Here's a limerick, courtesy of George Carlin: A flatulent actor named Barton had a lifestyle exceedingly spartan. Till a playwright one day, wrote a well-received play, with a part in which Barton could fart in.