When I go to music class,
I don’t want to learn bass,
Flute or fifer? Not for me.
But, right there, what do I see?
A perfect instrument, I didn’t let it be!
I ran straight up to it,
And up my face lit.
I ran my fingers across the keys,
White and black, just for me!
I love to hear this sound,
And then I danced, all around!
It was as grand and beautiful as the eye could see,
But, what could this magnificent thing be?
Covid 19 comes,
A sickness incurable,
But vaccines are made.
I’m being chased by a car,
And I need to get far.
A cheetah is coming after me,
Will I survive? Oh, gee.
Now its a bull right behind,
Charging at me, it’s outta its mind.
Not getting out, whelp,
I so badly need help!
Now it’s a big hungry dog,
Oops, and now I tripped on a log.
I am gonna die,
Right here, where I lie.
Guess what, now it’s a tiny cat,
And it wants to snuggle on my lap!
I am The Dragon of Wishes,
Though everyone fears me.
If they got close enough to pray,
Their wishes would come true, believe me.
But never have they set a foot,
Inside this gloomy cave,
Want to know what they would do?
Oh, they would run away.
I am stuck here,
Day and night.
Never have I seen the light.
Unless someone makes a wish,
I am stuck here,
Like a trapped dinner dish.
Goodbye, freedom, see you soon,
I hope someone makes a wish at noon.
The Boogeyman lives in the night,
Haunting all of your dreams.
But if you walk right up to him,
He isn’t what he seems!
He’s really a very nice fellow,
Though his teeth are really yellow.
He is not the one giving you nightmares,
He told me.
But he is surprised,
That you all act like baloney!
He says it’s just a trick of the mind,
Not his fault at all,
So never blame him again,
I’m tellin y’all!
It’s snowy outside the door,
And we’re making a fort on the floor.
Sipping hot chocolate in a mug,
They ask us if we wanna go outside, we just shrug.
And that’s because it’s so cold,
And all the winter cookie cutters were sold.
Even though,
The snow,
Is a beautiful sight to see.
Gina the guitarist had a really fun job,
To play music for the people so there would be no angry mobs.
But once Gina said that she would play no more,
She waited for the angry groups to come right through the door.
“Why, why, why did you leave us this way?”
All the people said all throughout the day.
But Gina just replied,
“At least you haven’t died!”
So all the angry mobs dissipated,
Waiting for the ones that they most hated.
Gina the guitarist lost her role,
‘Cus all her opportunities fell in the bowl.
Yet, all the people survived,
Not even that, they just thrived.
So they kicked Gina out,
With a shout,
To never, ever, return.
To herself, Gina said, “That burns!”
Elephant ears,
Everyone cheers.
Rhino horns,
Everyone mourns.
A giraffe’s long neck?
They say “WHAT THE HECK!”
A cat meows,
Everyone bows.
A dog barks,
They call him Sparks.
Amazing animals for all to see,
Would you come see them with me?
Once there was a language called Zoish,
The best of them all.
It was just an improvement of English,
But it was still the best of them all.
They were long lost words,
The oldest of them all.
When everyone had herds,
The biggest of them all.
Here is glass,
Here’s a clear plastic curtain.
Both translucent,
I’m very certain.
Why are you here?
Ahh, now I see.