My Poems

My Poems - 3

Random Rhyming 2 - By Ranzell

tomatoes taste bad

they make me mad

when im mad i yell

i almost fell

if i fell would i die?

only if i eat pie

but pie is tasty

make sure its not pasty

and y would it be like that

it would be like that if you had a hat

i have a lot

so its a plot

what are you saying

dont you mean what am i paying?

you make no sense

i have a fence

from the library?

no from mary

mary? who is she

she is me

but you are not her

and cats dont pur

of course they do

they also moo

thats a cow

fine then chaio

i dont understand

is that what you demand

i demand more ice cream

we will have a team

then canoe to the south

with your mouth

that would hurt

with your friend murt

murts not a name

i will rise up in fame

what a long poem

of course choem

my name is not that

and its not under a mat

*fades to purple*