on WORK
Everything in life is work.
if you don’t believe in hard work,
you don’t believe in life.
Whether your hanging out with friends,
you need to work your smile.
Whether you need to run a mile,
you need to work to reach the ends.
Point is, life is work.
If you don’t believe in work you don’t believe in life.
on MY NOTEBOOK
My notebook is a whole other world,
where life unfolds
into something extraordinary,
not ordinary.
You may look at this book and scoff.
Well, carry on, my notebook is far from off.
on I AM…
I am a regular human being.
I am told I am a rare find.
I am told I am a work of art.
But is that what I really am?
I am a regular human being.
on SINGING
The girl was singing,
so graceful,
so joyful.
The girls voice was amazing.
on I HATE POETRY
Poetry is so bad,
that its sad.
Poetry is horrid,
that it makes me worried.
Poetry is boring,
Surprisingly it makes people roaring.
Some say its pointless,
some say its joyless.
I say both.
on WHATS FOR DINNER
Whats for dinner?
Salad.
Grilled Chicken.
Shrimp.
Spaghetti.
But whats wrong with salad?
First person to win my video game wins!
10 SECONDS LATER.
IT WAS A DRAW!?
bicker bicker,
snicker snicker.
Okay, I ordered spaghetti, shrimp,salads and grilled chicken.
Get it while its hot.
on CHORES
Do the dishes,
scrub the floor.
Don’t start any prank wars.
Wipe the windows
mow the lawn,
don’t exaggerate it won’t take you till dawn.
Those are your chores.
Don’t say there bores.
on THE PLAY
I had a play
today.
The play was called The Bakers Plot.
And I played a boys puppy’s robot.
I got to school with my costume on,
though I need my makeup done.
After the silver face paint.
I went backstage and felt faint.
I peeked out,
hundreds of adults and kids screaming about.
As the curtains opened I said my lines,
that I practiced millions of times.
The show went smoothly and I started erasing every doubt,
at the end of the show I said “Now that’s what I’m talking about”
on HOMEWORK
I sat at my table,
unable,
to do my homework.
I had a paper I needed to do.
On a book that I needed to renew.
I had a math worksheet,
that was a difficult feat.
I have a test I need to study for,
on warthogs and boars.
But I’ll do this tomorrow.
on THE PINK TREE
The pink tree
was living happily,
with seeds as friends,
and weeds as foes.
The pink tree giggled,
as his pink leaves tickled.
The tree’s smile,
wasn’t at all hostile.
But soon the pink trees leaves turned pale,
the and the trees branches turned frail.
and the trees smile turned upside down,
into a sad frown.
All the way for the snow,
a non-tree friendly foe.