I went over to my best friend’s house on the middle of the night,
My mama found out and started to pout,
Saying, “Spill the beans, or else we’ll have a fight!”
So that’s what I did, all over the table, just that Saturday night.
Why won’t anyone pass me the beans anymore?
Who would dare to ride the fastest horse?
I would!
Who would dare to make their own type of Morse?
I could!
Who would dare to toilet paper the neighbor’s house in the middle of the night?
Hehehe…I might…
I didn’t do it
No, not me.
I was….cleaning windows,
As you can plainly see.
It was obviously Tabetha,
Are you blind?
But if I did do it,
Would you mind?
The dog I know is the color grey,
With hints of brown and yellow,
If you leave him alone,
He’ll turn really mellow.
He’s a cute little dog,
He has many doggy friends,
They roll together in the grass,
Until the day ends.
He’ll lick you and pounce,
And cuddle on your lap,
And he makes you rub his tummy,
Once you do he’ll take a nap.
Who I write this poem to,
I write it especially for you,
In hopes that you will eventually,
Write one back to me.
Halloween is great,
Though costumes can be scary,
Candy is yummy.
When school is over,
Some kids go to after school,
While others go home.
Some people can’t eat,
Chocolate, milk, cookies and such,
I feel bad for them.
Life is to precious,
Be a kid while you can be,
Then you will grow old.
The “Romans go home”,
That Brian painted on those walls,
Made the Romans mad.