Andrea’s Poem
I asked you a question
You told me a lie
Dunk your check and
Miss your hide
Risk of fire
Don’t get burned
Stick your head in chicken pie
Bye bye bye and a bottle of rum
I like my bank
You can’t have some.
I always have
The last word
Who are you
You are absurd
Over a million
Things to say
Put in a cd
Don’t let it play
Life is a rollercoaster
So why get on
Peter pan can fly
Ducks swim on a pond
Pins can sting
Water is wet
Pencils write
So don’t get upset
Money grows on trees
Just like birds and bees
Envelopes can be all colors
And so can your face
Watch out for the rabbit
Cause he has a can of mace
My wheels are turning
And so are yours
I’ve lost my marbles
I hate hors d’eurves
You guys are all my
Gypsy friends
You drove me crazy
Around the river bend
Just around the river bend
Waiting just around the river bend
I looked once more
Fell on the floor
The top floor
Not the bottom
Hand me some more
I hate the sophomores
As much as the next person
The telephone rang
But only one
One two three
Four five six
Go shut the door
I hate the styx
Eat some flies
I don’t know why
You ate those flies
Perhaps you’ll cry
Sink or swim
Do or die
Osama bin laden
Sucks
I’ll tell you why
He’s ugly
He stinks
He’s stupid too
He actually thinks
We’ll believe his poo
He brings down our building
And our people too
We’ll bring down his country
Make it seem like a zoo
Ice cream is good
No matter where you are at
But it melts in heck
What’s up with that?
Life is like an onion
You start to cry
What’s wrong with that
It’s fun to fly
You see the colors
Eyeballs are round
Or maybe their oval
My mind’s not sound
Just pop it in
And pay me back
I think YOUR mind
Is out of whack
Whacking’s bad
You should do it with a ruler
Rulers break
So you should do neither
Do you have a cell
Cause I have a beeper
You should get the one
That is the cheaper
Step on a nail
And break your mom’s back
Just let me know
Before I step on a crack
Legends are cool
Especially Egyptian
Greek and Roman suck
There is no difference
I’d better stop
This is near the end
I can’t do this forever
It will start to mend
So bye for now
I’ll see you later
Go to a party
I hope that they cater
----- by Andrea Lynette Barney
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