Poems

  • True Story

    Well for Science I was labbin’,And my finger I was stabbin’, With a pin to try and draw a drop of blood,Which I would smear…

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  • Manhunt

    I fear the hunter’s after me,I must get quickly to that tree,In the shadows I’ll be free, Far from the fire.The hunter now comes into…

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  • Stick

    If you find a good stick, A sound stick, a strong stick,A stick that doesn’t crack When it’s whacked against a tree;If you find a…

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