First up we have a lovely ode to a man and his bicycle:
In the classroom
there is a teacher who rides a
bike
With his firetruck red helmet
swerving up and down the streets to
work
At every stoplight
he stops waiting for the light to turn
green
A blue Jay singing
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In the bike lane
almost at work
The world is overflowing
with rocks
why can't the tire ever pop
there is a teacher who rides a
bike
With his firetruck red helmet
swerving up and down the streets to
work
At every stoplight
he stops waiting for the light to turn
green
A blue Jay singing
Tweet Tweet
In the bike lane
almost at work
The world is overflowing
with rocks
why can't the tire ever pop
Followed by a sleepy fish:
"The Fish That Slept"
Such a magestic thing
damned to a hell to live in,
it is my fault you are no longer living
I am helpless, so rest now with the others of your kin.
You survived for years
even when the others slept
I held you so dear
in my heart you are always kept.
I watched you for days
yet you seemed as if the same
thinking you would live forever
a fool I was, I realize that today,
for my new prison is shame
none shall replace you, none, not ever.
Goodbye my friend
we had a good run
sorry this is the end
it was such fun...
but I was a fool to think it was forever
when in reality, it is now never.
damned to a hell to live in,
it is my fault you are no longer living
I am helpless, so rest now with the others of your kin.
You survived for years
even when the others slept
I held you so dear
in my heart you are always kept.
I watched you for days
yet you seemed as if the same
thinking you would live forever
a fool I was, I realize that today,
for my new prison is shame
none shall replace you, none, not ever.
Goodbye my friend
we had a good run
sorry this is the end
it was such fun...
but I was a fool to think it was forever
when in reality, it is now never.
...and then death:
A sweet thing, but also painful.
The pain is over,
But only for the ones lucky enough to die.
There are the lucky ones.
There misery ends by taking there lives.
No more hate,
No more fake love.
Then there's the ones who are happy.
Happy with there lives.
Happy with everything.
Then there's me.
I live day to day suffering the pain.
The pain of losing a loved one,
The memories flooding in my head.
The memories of that lucky one.
You left me behind.
You left m in this creul,sick world,
The world we all call home.
The pain is over,
But only for the ones lucky enough to die.
There are the lucky ones.
There misery ends by taking there lives.
No more hate,
No more fake love.
Then there's the ones who are happy.
Happy with there lives.
Happy with everything.
Then there's me.
I live day to day suffering the pain.
The pain of losing a loved one,
The memories flooding in my head.
The memories of that lucky one.
You left me behind.
You left m in this creul,sick world,
The world we all call home.
And what did this poor shovel ever do to anyone?
So much depends upon
The shovel in the rain
Rusting steadily away
Beside the house
Bustling with life
Warm and dry
While the shovel is left to die
Without a cry
Goodbye.....
But enough about shovels. Let's talk about us.
Us
Little waves push at my ankles as I hold your hand.
I treasure these walks where water meets land.
Even though we’ve had our troubles,
I have no problem sifting through the rubble,
And piecing the pieces together,
So I can say us forever.
At the end of the day, you always have your family.
Family
Once upon a time
In a house so big and wide
The family that lived there
Were so happy inside
They danced and sang sweet songs there
How close the family was
The love was great they shared
You see they should they cared
And as you all grow older
You will always know
In times of trials and troubles
To your family you can go
In a house so big and wide
The family that lived there
Were so happy inside
They danced and sang sweet songs there
How close the family was
The love was great they shared
You see they should they cared
And as you all grow older
You will always know
In times of trials and troubles
To your family you can go
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