*runs into room*  *pulls open drawer thingie*  *grabs old, red poem book*  *flips through it to find the poems that don't really make sense*  *finds them*

Okay, here are some nonsensical poems.

Bob has a bob cut,

Bob has a bob sled,

Bob rides the bob sled,

as he gets a bob cut,

and eats a (vegeterian) shishca-bob.

I know, that's one of my Dr. Seussish poems.

It just so happened that Sara Lee Woe,

she didn't have a big toe,

and the bridge of her foot was a litlle to low,

so she walked a little to slow,

when she fell, her little brother, Sam pee Woe,

said oh, no, your toe,

and the bridge of your foot that's a little to low.

Okay, that's all I'm gonna do now.  Getting a little long.  And I am starting to get a song in my head that I heard when I was in yoga this morning.

These poems are to be continued... 

Tip toe to the top, tangoing too. Trip threads to tip toe to the top. To the top!

Plant Poem

planted it in dirt

looked at it everyday

for progress

because

up

up

up

as the plant goes

up

goes my pride with it

Apology poem: This is a project for English class, though it needs editing:

I'm sorry that I shunned you, turned my face away when you walked by,

you never did anything wrong, and looking at your innocent face crumpled, makes me want to cry,

Laughing with our other friends, making nasty comments, laughing to hard at their degrading observations

See you looking at me with a hatred that needs no clarification

Feel your eyes boring into my back, begging "talk to me, look at me", I turn back and make a face, and walk off laughing

But now the heat and friction in our glances are hurting my heart, smashing

What happened to those lovely days of joking, lying back in the grass together?

Forgive me, please, the fault is mine for breaking a friendship the would have lasted forever.

Friendship has it's ups and downs, but I have stooped lower than ever before, to snicker with those who are phony

Having been cast aside by the ones that I deserted you for, I ask for one thing, and one thing only:

Forgive me.

I had a fight with Kake recently, so I'm going to put this in her locker tomorrow. Thoughts? I know that it's not the best, but I don't really have a talent for writing poetry...