Poems from Fluffypuffy72
Books at grandma's Dessert at 8:00 P.M. Playing hot lava. Sleeping outside. Pokemon on Nintendo. The hole behind the tree. The tetherball....
French fries are so yummy. They feel so good in my tummy. Don't give me beef or a patty. I gotta stop, I'm a fatty. Oh how can I stop this...
There was an old fellow from Trink. Who sat down on a log to think. He sat down on the log. ...
All of my life is composed of on thing. All day, everyday, that's all I do. Once one ends the other begins. But...
Left, right, left, right lengthen your stride, quicken everyone of your steps. Stick with the rest. Use the last push to finish...