I really love my erasers so very much

I really like to erase with them, everyday

I can depend on them for being a crutch

Because my erasers will never fray

My erasers are made of rubber because they are

Rubber melts only when you put it in an oven

My erasers will never ever go very far

Their faces I drew, all over I draw with a pen

Some people I let them, to borrow them

So that they can erase and erase and erase

But when I get them back, they are covered with flem

And then I search and search, but I can’t see their face

When I have to draw their faces again

It seems like they’re a whole new eraser again.

Flip Flop –

the VCR wobbled to the TV –

and talked – to the remote Remote – Control –

the TV – it snowed – like there was no Tomorrow –

The VCR shut off the TV –

he wobbled to the Radio –

the Radio – it said “go away” – like a grumpy old man –

the Radio screeched at the VCR – as it wobbled away –

Flip Flop –

Ball in the closet – bounced up and down –

and as it came – to a halt – it frowned –

for It had no way – to hop –

Flip Flop –

the only thing that Flip Flopped –

in the house –

was only a – Crazy old mouse –

The VCR ate a tape –

like it was a grape – on a vine

and played it – showing it on –

the snowy TV –

What it showed –

was nothing more – than a video

of a man –

a man who bounced a – Ball – two times

The end of the tape –

was just more – Snow

Snow it was – and all it showed

was snow – forever –

Table Chairs

Table Chairs

rolling down a hill

oh look, there’s a red one

then theres a poo!

oh no!

oh no!

i peed my pants!

poopoo has joined the party

Damn! I gotta shit!

Shit shit shit!

I can’t hold it no more

Better just let it go

and have a 10 pound sack

and a big brown stain in my gray pantyhose

Maybe my pantyhose will rip

maybe i should grip

the poop, coming out of my bowells

oh lookit me

I wear a blouse!

Now everyone can see me,

now everyone is going to pee on me,

I guess I should never have gone

to that All-Girls school

I’m so full of poopies, I can’t hold back

I should just jump off a cliff

and get it all figured out

bye! and send stuff to squackle too!

its hot

its cold

many people mold

you may think its bold

to mold

in the cold

but its really harsh

when you live in a marsh

so you mold

and write in bold

but you’re cold

i told

you

stupid

bye

My chin is on the wall

My chin is on the wall

I’m having a ball

Putting my chin is on the wall

Bird poop smells

Dog poop reeks

That’s whats smeared

Across the wall