Snow Cone?

Snow Cone?

A Poem by Jack...
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Just some Friday morning giberrish

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Snow cone?

By jack

 

I saw a snow cone ride his bike

out in the dark this afternoon

He wondered why his hair was green,

he couldn’t see the month of June

 

He pedaled hard to get somewhere,

he didn’t know had not belonged

And whistled as a snow cone will

a winter weather raindrop song

 

He hated riding bikes uphill

because his legs were way too short

And eating apples on the beach

will always be his favorite sport

 

He took a nap on his front lawn,

while flowers grew along the street

The music from the ice cream truck

just woke him up for something sweet

 

But as the sun began to shine

his head would quickly start to melt

His pants would fall down as he rode

if not for his new birthday belt

 

Now you must know I made this up,

a snow cone can not ride a bike

But neither can a bowl of oatmeal,

that I swear would not be right

© 2013 Jack...


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What did you spike you coffee with, Jack? I know I was rambling this morning... I hope it didn't lead to drink :) funny, strange write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

I just felt like having some fun
Emerald Seas

11 Years Ago

:)
woa.. :p felt like alice in wonderland. Enjoyed reading this. :) nice stuff to lighten ones mood

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Happy Friday
WingsToFly

11 Years Ago

Happy Friday. :) Lovely evening here after a rainy friday!
Are you smoking that funny stuff again?! I'll have whatever you're having! Ha, out there, weird and all that jazz, love it! Made me giggle like like a school girl, the things you do to me! .... ;-)

Posted 11 Years Ago



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San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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