My feet fell like they’re about to fall off because they are so sore I want to get better But like a towel, I just keep getting wetter I get too much sweat on my clothes So I just wash myself off with the hose When I run Its not for fun But running is what I do Even when I really have to go poo

When it comes, I got to go Get out the way when it flows I’m about to burst My tummy hurts Call the nurse It feels like I’m about to give birth When I’m done, Its time for the paper work Cut the dotted line “Mom! I need another roll!” Thank You George

Sleeping is fun In my dreams I can run Free from the problems of life Dreams so deep, you can’t cut it with a knife I like to sleep In my dreams I can leap But then I start to cry But later I find out why My dream is coming to an end I’m about to wake up from my sleep My alarm is about to go off The next thing I’ll hear will be its “BEEP”

When I lift I fall into a drift Of a beast then I feast but when I’m done With having fun I get real So I can be a big deal There is no rest, On my path to be the best

But why is it then When studying you The best poems out there Have nothing to do With rhyming or timing Or making much sense They're all about moods And emotions condensed But yet they still seem To mean so much With such few words, It just doesn’t seem like enough Thank You Braden

Its hard to think of words that rhyme But poems don’t have to rhyme all the time I can’t think of words that rhyme anymore And I don’t remember what this was for But I keep this poem going Without even knowing That even when I don’t try Rhyming is easy as pie Now even though I’ve had much fun This poem is finally done