Poems

Poems!

What a Life, Fingers?

OMG!!
My fingers stop smacking each other and smashing in to each other
I’m trying to write!
Middle n pinky you two have been at it all day
And thumb stop letting them bully you
You all have been getting me in trouble all day
I just might chop you all off
If you all don’t stop talking
What’s that you say, ring finger you’re broke?!?
OOOO…my gosh here comes the pain mommy!!
We have a problem!
I broke my ring finger because I wouldn’t stop talking.
What?!? Well never mind.
LOL I bet you’re done talking NOW!?!

Categories: Poems, That's Weird, Grandma, TWG 09-10
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Diamond/How to Make Me

How to Make Me
Add 2 tablespoons of shortness.
Chop up baseball and add.
Wash off a quarter pound of sarcasm and add a teaspoon of crazy juice.
Sprinkle 3 tablespoons of funny.
Rinse off a pack of weird and simmer.
Add green eyes.
Add a quarter ounce of video games.
Boil a pound of guitar and scary movies.
For a stronger flavor, add skinny jeans and a pair of Vans.
Just a spritz of brown hair
And occasionally some Decatur Classical.
That’s how you make me.

Diamond
I am the shine of the diamond
I wish people could admire me more
I am the color of the diamond
I love me
I am the point of the diamond
I can’t point anymore
I am the diamond on the necklace
I look so beautiful
I am the “diamond”
I am so perfect
And I am so beautiful

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I’m

I’m so good on my birthday I might get an Xbox 360.
I’m sad.
I’m glad.
I’m mad.
I’m bad.
I’m sorry.
I’m small.
I’m tall.
I’m shrug.
I’m long.
I’m Calvon.
I’m Romare.
I’m my dad.
I’m a boy.
I’m markers.

Categories: Poems, That's Weird, Grandma, TWG 09-10
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Lemons Our Tea

Lemons our Tea
I buy a box
I feel great inside
Lemons I see flying over flowers
Celestial is perfect in the body

Lemons are perfect for us
They sing over the flowers
The Ocean yells over there tea.

Lemons our
Love.

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Spiders

I hate spiders
Because they look so hairy
Gross
And they're all big
And another reason is Because they always crawl all of the walls
Feeling like they're going to fall on your head
Gross and scary
And then
When I was in the hospital
And my friend's brother had got bitten by one
He had a big hole in his hand
Gross
My God we were in camp
And we seen spiders
I was like
AhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAh
Nasty gross
I was scared to take down the tents
And they are still God's creatures
But nothing we change
They still are disgusting creatures

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