The Dropped Ice Cream Cone
He dropped the precious ice cream cone,
So he picked up a stone.
Threw it at a dog and made hime loose his bone
Made a nasty call on the telephone
Shouted at his mother with an evil tone
Till his older brother came,
And kicked him in the shin bone
Punched him in the face
Gave him and eye that shone
Said,"Watch yer tone on that telephone
And where's my ice cream cone?
Hapiness in Your Ear
Joyous hapiness
Grinning ear to ear
Where are you?
Where did you go?
Why the hell can I write poetry
Only when I'm bummed out?
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