Amber's comments (member since Mar 11, 2009)

Amber's comments from the ¡ POETRY ! group.

Runner Man

I like to run
I think I can,
I am the runner man;

My legs get tight
I lose my sight,
but tan, oh, I get tan.

I have to pee
I find a tree,
the world is my toilet seat;

but number two
(known as poo),
I have to watch what I eat.

When race day looms
my heart booms,
I start to sweat and need a fan;

I like to run
I think I can,
for I am the runner man.

Pet Cemetery

Behind the garage
beneath some rocks
lies our cat names Socks.

Next to the fence
under a fern
is buried Slinky the worm.

Just past the deck
left of the stair
rests little Fannie the hare.

With all of the pets gone
and none of the zoo
who's leaving the poo?

The Bug in the Rug and the Pug

Who gets the cracker
crumbs from the snacker,
the ones the dogs can't get at?

For there is a bug
deep down in the rug,
he's small and wears a little hat.

He loves is life fine
for he eats all the time
from chips to chocolate ice cream,

from morsels of cake
to pieces of steak
and everything in between.

He eats pieces of toast
which he likes most
but he is not at all picky,

he also gets sweets
when the kids get treats
and those can be quite sticky.

He has gotten a bit fat
and can't wear his hat
and the house just got a new pup,

they got a little pug
who saw the bug in the rug
and one day licked him up!