this poem is about me! you might think i like to ware make up to hide my ture identade but that is wrong! i like to run and play in the mud! i like to play v...
The cleaverest creature is a snake, Who spends his winter not awake' Sleeping in his long thin bed' Brewing venom in his head. The human is a different sort' ...
A pest annoyed me today, He emailed me night and day, He asked if I were single, and asked, how do you do? He asked all kinds of questions, wanted all the...
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: 'We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are crea...
life is full of choices, for us to choose, but sometimes our voices, say the wrong things, and we lose! to take one path, and no the other, you lose the c...