Random poem
pb and j's are yummy to my tummy
there fun to make and fun to eat and fun to share with every one!
but not ever one likes pb and j's.
some like mustard yellow, mustard
put it on your hot dog put it on your burger!
put it on your sandwich and take a big bite,
taste the oozy mustard and giggle with delight!
yellow mustard yellow mustard yellow, blue, green, red...RED!
Red light green light, have a big fight,
punch him in the nose then go fly a kite
high high in the air, atmosphere! atmosphere!
high high into space!
lots and lots and lots of space!
no oxygen no gravity! NO LIFE!
......................I guess that makes it the end.
there fun to make and fun to eat and fun to share with every one!
but not ever one likes pb and j's.
some like mustard yellow, mustard
put it on your hot dog put it on your burger!
put it on your sandwich and take a big bite,
taste the oozy mustard and giggle with delight!
yellow mustard yellow mustard yellow, blue, green, red...RED!
Red light green light, have a big fight,
punch him in the nose then go fly a kite
high high in the air, atmosphere! atmosphere!
high high into space!
lots and lots and lots of space!
no oxygen no gravity! NO LIFE!
......................I guess that makes it the end.
posted by Androphenese at 5:06 PM
5 Comments:
I like the diversity of that poem, harry. :)
i like the way you put more than one story into that poem. hahaha
"no, honestly, officer, a pbj killed him! heres how it was..."
can i come to your game, pwease?
The Hobgoblin rock, Harris, and so does the poem. :)
it was great to see yall this weekend! we should do it again for no reason. soon preferably.
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