The Bear Who Cried DeathOur story beginsWith a bear named Doofus.He went to school at HigginsAnd then moved to Woofus.His real name was BenBut Doofus was alwaysDenser than a confused hen;Very dumb in all ways."Death of the fish!"Ben cried when he had foundFish swimming in River Wish,For he had thought they drowned."Death of the skunk!"Ben cried. He locatedHorrid smells of the striped skunk,Whom he thought suffocated."Death of the bird!"Ben cried, hearing squallingBirds flying overhead and heardThe tweets of them falling.Doofus was so dumbThat when on his deathbed,A happy tune he did humUntil he was quite dead.(He thought it to beThe best day of his life.Today you have seen why heNever had a good wife.So be it!)
WinterPure white snow dancesFrom gray puffy cloudsIn symmetrical shapesAnd unique sizes.
SunsetIn the gold evening,The sky grows darkAs the yellow sun says goodbyeTo the blue skiesAnd hello to the moon and stars.
The ToyA little boy had a toyWhich gave him lots of joyThe toy, he jiggled,The toy, he wiggled.That convinced him to drink soy.
I Am A BookA tale foretoldOverAndOver.I can be judgedRightAndWrong.My moods can beHappyAndSad.No one can tellMy story as theirs.My life is heterogeneous;Nothing like what they know.My cover is a faceOf imagination.My actions write the story:"I Am A Book".
Jolly JaneJolly Jane jumps jocular.Junior jocks are jealousJust because Jolly JaneJumps just farther than Joyful Joey.