White, dented,

holey, and bended,

crappy, but fast,

built to last.

Crusin' along, untill that day,

the accedent came, and took it away.

To this day, I remember that car,

White dented,

holey, and bended.

We're the Same

You called me a dolt,

Because you disliked my face

You said I couldn’t learn anything,

Because of my race

I pleaded I was exactly like you,

And you were alike to me,

But you swore you couldn't be as dumb,

Because I spoke differently.

But after you judged me because who I am

You find you were greatly mistaken,

I am you, and you are me,

Because I am your reflection.

1.) Must always build from bottom

2.) Must start with vanilla icecream (three scoops, no less!)

3.) Must smother yourself with chocolate syrup

4.) Must add a huge lop of whipped cream (size of your fist works real well)

5.) Must sprinkle with nuts, sprinkles, chocolate chips, etc.

6.) Must always, always put a cherry on top. (Don’t forget it!)

7.) Never, EVER let anyone touch you. You’re too pretty to eat!

Snow A rapping poem

Snow, snow beautiful snow,

Snow goes good with the beautiful flow.

Snow is white,

to your beautiful eyesight,

snow is cool,

to the beautiful you,

you gotta problem with snow?

you Betta say no!

Snow snow,

beautiful snow.

Stars

Have you ever looked at the stars

And wondered?

Have you ever stared at the sky long enough

To see that if you connect the dots right,

You can make a picture of yourself?

Or anyone?

If you lay on the ground

And stare at them long enough,

And reach your hand out,

Youu feel as if you can almost

Touch them.

Hold them.

You feel as if anything was possible.

Have you ever tried it?

You should.

I suppose that’s why they say

When you have hopes and dreams,

To reach for the stars.

In the House of No Return

A vile creature waits,

If you so happen to see him,

just wait to meet your fate.

In the House of No Return,

is the captain and his wife,

but maybe I should warn you,

that they ran all out of life.

In the House of No Return,

the devil dog will sleep,

on the hearthrug, by the fire,

so don't dare you make a peep.

In the House of No Return,

screams the victims that got caught,

And even though dead for ages,

their souls will still be sought.

In the House of No Return,

the children scream and cry,

in the small, windowless room,

their frozen bodies lie.

In the House of No Return,

the young maiden will weep,

because down the shadowy corridor,

her dead husband will creep.

In the House of No Return,

Dark light can indeed reveal,

that behind the crimson curtain,

cold will feel colder still.

After I have warned you,

of the House of No Return,

do you wish to enter, explore?