Poems from jarom.carter

oh his cunning skill, if you only will, is to spread the icey cold. but dont fret, for he hasnt won yet, he travels the world. he has a...
your shoes are an accessary, for the turn of the century, their use is a must for the new world to come, as you march on like a steel drum...
one two three, the steps you take, as your back aches, your hiking on as the day goes on, your feet are sore, but the hikes not a bore,...
When your mind goes blank, its as if it tanks, but no worries there, for all we do is stare, as your mind goes blank. You try to think,...
Its scenic sides of beauty, cannot compare to the city, as we hike up and down the mountain side, all we can do is glide, but in our minds...