Six o’clock am.
The early morning crowd starts to pile in.
The cashier starts to take orders from the sleepy customers
Wanting to wake up for their long day of work.
...
I’m from a Slinky, bouncing down the stairs, and
Yoyos and Skipping Ropes
I’m from running around playing tag and
Rugby, tackling people in the mud.
...
I am sorry to say that I ate all the cookies
But I was giving them a lot of lookies.
They tasted delicious,
I’m sure they weren’t nutritious
...
I've been writing poems for a couple of years now. For example: The Dog, This Is Just To Say, You Can't Write A Poem About Starbucks)
The Awesomest Poem Ever
This poem is so awesome that it's not actually a poem.