Poems from livgoestocollege
Broccoli
Peanut Butter
Won't my mother be quiet
Be right back gotta go help her
She actually said never mind as i walked over.
Typical....
The fight between what’s right and what is wrong,
To choose this disc or jam to other songs,
To listen to some pop or maybe rock,
To...
And I respond so readily,
As this does bring me joy.
I rant about a funny one
Breaking free my snorts,
A boy who does not care about
How...
The following poem is an Elizabethan sonnet.
Since I was young I looked up to the stars.
The second to the right my eyes did meet.
And...
I want to be like Dr. Seuss
And paint the globe in bright chartreuse
And make a word that’s plainly mine
Like “ploosh” or “sprink” or “...