Monday, April 9, 2012

A bald man who wanted to fly.




There was a bald man who wanted to fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly,
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a kite.
He ran for miles and hoped he would take flight.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly,
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a hot air balloon.
He slipped inside and hoped to reach the moon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly,
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a airplane kit.
He assembled the kit and hope he would fit.
He bought the kit to replace the balloon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly,
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who built a space ship.
He tried to fly it at a airstrip.
He built the spaceship to replace the airplane.
He bought the airplane to replace the balloon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly,
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who promised his bride,
he would give her the moon.
He was better off to play a tune,
so they can go on their honeymoon. 

Sunday, April 1, 2012

The Garden that Zack Grew.




This is the garden that Zack grew.













 This is the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.













This is the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.












This is the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.















This is the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.










This is the boy, who caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.


This is the mother, all tired and worn, that fed the boy, who caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.


This is the father, all dirty and torn, that helped the mother, all tired and worn, that fed the boy, who caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.



This is the neighbor, who bought the corn, from the father all dirty and torn, that helped the mother, all tired and worn, that fed the boy, who caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.

This is the dog, who barked in the morn, that woke the neighbor, who bought the corn, from the father, all dirty and torn, that helped the mother, all tired and worn, that fed the boy, that caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.


This is the musician, who plays the horn, that roused the dog, that barked in the morn, that woke the neighbor, who bought the corn, from the father, all dirty and torn, that helped the mother, all tired and worn, that fed the boy, who caught the cat, that scared the bird, that chased the bee, that sat on the flower, that lived in the garden, that Zack grew.


This is Zack who grew the garden.