Apples are sweet
Red green and yellow.
They make a nice treat
When you're feeling mellow.
Eat them on the go
Like when you're on a bus.
Or eat them while tying a bow
When you're in a rush.
I'm bad at writing poetry
And soon you shall see why.
Apples that grow on trees
I can't think of another line!
Written by me and my brother.
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If you were to talk of true love with me, Tell me something that will really make me see.
A Children's Poem ---------------------- Now isn't it amazing That seeds grow into flowers, That grubs become bright butterflies And rainbows come from showers, That busy bees make honey gold And...
Clickety-clack upon the keys, Fingers churning up a breeze. Now pause, review, skip back a line, Ponder, correct, muse. Hop online for an inspiring sign, Flicker back, give the keys some abuse.
How do you fall asleep so simply while I lie awake all night. For my conscious is moonless and yours is so bright..
With thine eyes Loving' glances once Replaced by distance within Changed from blue to grey Need you just like before, Don't go that way, come back and stay!.
Fall do they now, the weak and infirm, Fall to the ground, a feast fit for worms, Buried by their kin, the kind who squirmed.
What's so cherished never deigns to last, Note I, still stagnant in the past, And dare not put finger in mine eye To see you so easily pass me by.
One for fun, One for buns, One for every little one!.
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