#ryming

[sor--tie]

A palpable parable of Miller

There once was a monk named miller

The county he had atitter

For the news about town

(usually said with a frown)

Was that breaking his vows he'd considered!

Poor monk Miller was branded a glutton

After of cakes he'd had a dozen

The Punishment undeniably cruel

But speak out and you'd be a fool

For a brutish abbot was Sutton!

[your-happiness-is-here]

Work for a cause not an applause

[your-happiness-is-here]

Live to express not to impress

[ally0077]

You did a great job Bruce we all love it

[whereismajuice-blog]

My amazing poem

Leg is so hot,

Hot, hot leg

Leg so hot you fry an egg

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE APPLAUSE I CAN HEAR YOU FROM HEAR 

[divinelyjude]

Lucy my Goosey

[elevensganger-blog]

Am I being to clingy? Am I pulling away? Do I ask too many questions? I can not think of what to say. I’m afraid of losing her. Afraid to let go. I’m afraid I’ve done to many things that hurt her long ago. I never mean to hurt. I just want to understand. It never makes any sense. Please take my hand. I want to sit and talk. Explain just how we feel. Only then I think we can help each other heal. If I hurt you I’m so sorry, just please don’t pull away. The problems will still be there, so don’t run away. We may end up fighting, but that’s how we can grow. “No pain, no gain” right? I believe that’s how it goes. Whatever you may think, I care about you a ton. I care about you more than life or the damned sun. I don’t know what’s wrong, but I really want to know. Just please, please don’t let me go.

[sloveniancummberbun-blog]

A poem by me

Roses are red Violets are blue This poem's lame I have to poo