Sunday, October 19, 2008

Poetry

Poetry:       "My Class Clown"
                  
                     I'm proud of my class clown.
                    Although his grades are way down.
                    In his soup he nearly drowned.
                    Makes his elders often frown.
                    Pointed out stains on his teacher's gown.
                    She wants to run him out of town.

                  Untitled

                 Maybe it's better.
                 Maybe it ain't
                 Your dream'(s) been dashed like a bucket of paint...

                  "Katherine Harris"

                  Thanks to that Floridian whore
                  We got George [W] Bush instead of Al Gore.
                   Now noone's there to help the poor.
                  'Cuz Bush is rotten to the core...

                 "On the Lam"

                  On the lam I run away
                  To keep me free another day
                  I fled the yard the first of May.
                 The warden vowed I now must pay
                  The only way I'll stay away
                  Perhaps I'll have to pray or prey...

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