ToddMichael St. Pierre
Children's Author, Poet & Storyteller divides his time between Louisiana & Austin, Texas. Especially known for Gross & Disgusting Children's Poetry that cover boogers, ear-wax and a certain Poopasaurus, also noted for peace poems, and environmental poems like 1- 'My Dream: A Vision of Peace, ' 2- 'Young Poets' & 3- 'A Piece of Sky' all of which are also children's songs that have been performed by... more »
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ToddMichael St. Pierre Poems
My Dream: A Vision of Peace
Where the mountains touch the sky, Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly, A secret place above the crowd, Just beneath a silver-lined cloud.
Pulling Habits Out of Rats
I’m no genie or Houdini, I’m The Famous Rob Kabob. Hocus-pocus I must focus, I must think to do my job.
You speak for the lakes, the trees and the birds You say what they'd say if they had the words. Make PEACE and be proud, choose well every choice Speak HOPE and speak loud, you are Nature's voice.
Dinner @ Grandma's
Dinner at my Grandma's can drive a kid to fits, The last time she fed me pig poo and olive pits! This time was even worse; she cooked a big brown snake! The food was a nightmare, though I was wide awake!
Have you seen my Poopasaurus? Oh she poops in great big piles. She’s a prehistoric creature, And her poop goes on for miles!
A Piece of Sky
No one can own a color; no one can own a cloud. No one on Earth could ever, I'm glad it's not allowed! No person owns a person, though some may think they do. No person owns the ocean; I know this to be true!
Lily Licked the Toilet
Lily licked the toilet, And then she licked the floor. You can bet I'll never Kiss Lily anymore!
Pet gargoyles grunt and snore and cough, But sadly you can't turn them off! The belch and wheeze and sneeze and spit, I cannot bear the thought of it!
Sister of Mine
Sister of mine, please know that I miss you, As miles seperate us in life as we roam. I close my eyes and we're still together… Splashing in puddles as we skip toward home.
The Macaroni Necklace
Lynzie Anne Mc Kenzie was a very creative girl, She made a macaroni necklace for her teacher Mrs. Pearl. 'It's the dumbest gift I've seen! ' Laughed little Tony Maloney, 'Nobody wants a necklace made from macaroni! '
Would You Like Orange Juice With That?
Flies ZOOM across the room, Then with one sneaky snap, The flies become breakfast For the Venus flytrap!
Do You Love Women? ? ?
Do you LOVE women? I mean, REALLY LOVE them? I AINT talkin' prostitutes! For the sake of daughters, sisters and mothers, I AINT talkin' birthday suits!
The Maggots in my Meatloaf
The maggots in my meatloaf, Often cause me too much strife. They take advantage of me, And they need to get a life!
In Broad Darkness
tonight, a torch song is burning, on the levee in Gramercy, a bonfire, a distant always, as hot as nineteen eighty-three.
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My Dream: A Vision of Peace
Where the mountains touch the sky,
Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly,
A secret place above the crowd,
Just beneath a silver-lined cloud.
Lift your eyes to a snowy peak,
And see the soon-to-be we seek.
Whisper DREAMS and let them rise,
To the mountains old and wise.
Climbers climb, it's time to try,
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Take me there. Oh take me now,
Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow.
Where the ocean meets the sky,
Where mermaid dance, where seagulls fly,
A place in DREAMS I know so well,
The sea inside a...