Poems from jmaddox1122
Many versions have been told
Of her treacherous tale
But it always ends with a horrific death
And one ear shattering wail.
Careful not to...
There's something lurking in our schools,
That's far scarier than ghosts or gouls.
It's sitting there stalking you,
Waiting for the teacher...
There once were two children who roamed the land
They were very bossy because they thought they were grand.
One was selfrighteous and the...
Back when I was a ballerina
I turned and twirled
With leotards and pink tutus.
I sautéed.
I plied.
I turned and went the wrong way on stage...
Here lies John
Poor old John
Lost a leg, lost an eye
He was almost grateful just to die