Poems

I took some medicine in Ibiza
To see Avicii are cool
When I roar, I feel ten years older
But I discover this thing to live in Los Angeles
I’m guiding a sporting character just to try
I’m a big fan, because I made a million Dollars
I put on my sandals

I walked on the road.
Not knowing
There was somebody behind me.
The somebody took my hand
And whipped me
On my back
“You will row the boat.
The one that would be taken to fight the Romans,”
He told me.
He pushed me into the ship.
I had become a slave.
I, with hundreds other slaves, started rowing the boat.
In a few minutes
I was as wet as a gentleman
Who was drenched in rain
Because he forgot his umbrella
The whipping on my back
Did not help me
Then we saw a ship in front of us
The Romans had the same plans as us.
They shot cannon balls from their ship
Our ship sank,
Like a wounded soldier
Falling after being stabbed.
Many slaves drowned.
I got to the surface.
I was so tired
I fell unconscious
When I woke up
I saw a man
Who was a merchant.
He taught me the tricks of the trade.
And here I am today, a rich man,
Telling you my story of success

I am on a bus
To my home
Tired
I sit down in the bus.
Remove my black shoes
And sit down on the soft seat
I look out of the window
We are going through
The city.
I want to sleep
I am on a bus
To my home
I just close my eyes
And a bus comes next
To mine
As red as blood
And as long as a limousine
We were at the traffic light
The red light as red as an apple
It’s now a green light
I am on a bus ride
To my home
We are now almost at the highway
The bus driver pays the toll
Two dollars
The bus passes the toll
And now we are on the highway
While we go through,
My eyes close.
And when they do open,
I say
I was on a bus ride
To my home

It can be used
What is better
Select in the simplest info
This is just a matter
It was launched very well
It can be used
Be hand in glove
Document format
How can you see it?
What should you do?
It should be used
This is the greatest
This is what’s happening
See for more information
Make sure it’s
It’s currently
It can be saved
The module automatically matches it
Download and display
It’s very good
You should do it
Options and memory
That is better

Stirring and mixing and pour in the slime,
the Witches gather round to see their bad crime.
Tail of dog and skin of log,
fur of cat and eyeball of rat.
Ears of owl and grey wolves’ tails,
big blue whale and puppy dog’s tail.

Don’t do
don’t do
don’t do that!
Don’t be
don’t be
don’t be rude to the cat!

Wind blowing everywhere
leaves flying through the air
trees swaying in the wind
the wind is going for a win
against the rain and the sun
the wind wants to be number one!

So the wind blew as hard as he could
he blew off several raincoat hoods
he would make you fall
he would make you wish
that he would stop and the wind would win!

A green clearing inside
Bursting with liveliness
Light through little gaps
In the leaves
Playful animals
Black, fertile soil

The forest is the home to many
She is her animal’s nature
Sometimes vicious as a lion
Ripping through its flesh
Sometimes as playful as a cub
Hopping around the clearing
As clever as a fox
How would she look
As a human?

Dark brown and curly hair
She doesn’t bother to brush it
Eyes as golden as a lion’s fur
A vicious look to them
A jolly and playful smile
Her skin as dark as her hair
She wears a green flowing dress
There’s a playful skip to her step
Shoes as brown as a log
She plays with animals
She tends to them
When they are injured
Spirited and happy
That is the spirit of nature

Some people say
That there are such things as drop bears today.
They wait in a tree,
Full of glee,
Waiting to fall on someone like me.
Then… “Plop” as the creature drops to the ground.
“Arrgh,” people shout as they flee.
As scared as a hippo, frightened as a dodo.

You might be wondering why I chose to write about drop-bears. “We…ell.”
Dodos are a big no-no
Cheetahs – well they really are cheaters.
But drop bears – they’re different.
They sit in a tree, eating all day.
Just like I would if I could.