Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
He ate all my cookies,
Drank all my milk;
He had heavy boots,
And a coat made of silk.
Over his back he carried the toys;
Some of them, a lot of them, even made noise.
He smelled like fresh, tobacco smoke;
He gave my favorite tree an irritated poke.
A grumpy look came upon his face;
This guy is crazy, and I bet he carries a mace.
He reached into his bag, so I thought for gold,
But out he pulled, a big lump of coal.
With an angry look, he set it down with ease;
Then walked up to my chimney, and squeezed his nose.
I'll never forget the obese man in red;
I'll hate him forever, until the day I am dead.
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
life is confusing
for all of us
no matter how small or how big
we all hav
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
