Douglas Ackerman


Will There Ever Be? - Poem by Douglas Ackerman

Will there ever be trees that talk,
Will there aver be stools that walk.
Will there ever be toilets clean and stark,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there ever be rain without cloeds,
Will there ever ne queues without crowds.
Will there ever be kitchens that resist every mark,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there aver be a day where charcoal doesn't burn,
Will there aver be a day when the messiah returns.
Will life ever be like a walk in the park,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there ever be a London train that doesn't de-rail,
Will there ever be a cheetah slower than a snail.
Will there ever be a dog who's bite is worse than it's bark,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there ever be anything more boring than watching paiint dry,
Will there ever be a clown who doesn't make babies cry.
Will there ever be a light that only makes a room dark,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there ever be a mirror that does not reflect,
Will there ever be a drug that has no side affects.
Will there ever be fire without the spark,
Will there ever be a boy, who swims faster than a shark?

Will there ever be money for the poor,
Will there ever be a world without war.
Will there ever be a company free from sleaze,
Will there be a place cured of disease?

All these questions I hope will be answered,
Before the world becomes hot and flustered,
From the impending doom that is Global Warming,
That could prevent a new day from ever dawning.


Comments about Will There Ever Be? by Douglas Ackerman

  • (4/25/2007 5:06:00 AM)


    that is a very great thinking of yours. you are really blessed with imagination and true use of words. i really enjoyed very much.
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    i will be very greatful if you comment me
    \thank u keep it up.
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  • (5/25/2005 8:11:00 AM)


    WOO DOUGLAS IS THE QUEEN OF CLEAVELAND! AND SPELLING MISTAKES! ! ! BUT ITS FINE! EVERYTHINGS FINE COS WE LUB HIM ANYWAY <3 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, March 1, 2010


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