Kristin's Poems
Poems
I CAN'T WRITE A POEM
Forget it.
You must be kidding!
My dog ate my brain, so I can't think.
To many flying cows.
It will zip me , if i try.
The zombies took the poem book.
It’s too much excruciating pain to write.
The aliens ate my hands.
Minions hunted me down, because I was writing a poem!
The zombie were looking for me
Clowns get depressed when I write it
My hand is a zombie, so I can’t write.
Times up? Uh Oh!
All I have is this dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding?
Thanks a lot! Would you like to see another?Softball Poem
Bottom of ninth.
Down one.
Runner on first.
Full count.
Two outs.
The pitch.
Driven deep.
Over the outfielders.
Deep into the stand.
WALK-OFF HOMERUN!
Autumn Poem
Sports are autumn
Play with leaves
Outside is warm
Raining out
Tinder tree
Spring weather
Found Poem
Dallas leaned
To the windows
He’s eyes on birds
Sun through clouds
Spotlight on birds
Basketball Poem
It's life
Work hard
Play hard