They said I was for decoration,
And I didn’t think they were liars.
But then they struck the match,
And set my hair on fire!
By Evan James Griffin
They said I was for decoration,
And I didn’t think they were liars.
But then they struck the match,
And set my hair on fire!
By Evan James Griffin
If I had all the money in the world,
I’d want a little more.
Not for world peace,
or even to feed the poor.
Not to search the titanic,
to see what’s underneath.
But for something important…
Something like gold teeth.
By Evan James Griffin
The stinky foot is a curse,
that no one wants to smell.
The stinky foot is a secret,
that no one wants to tell.
The stinky foot is rotten,
and an enemy to the shoe.
It’s the worst smell in the world,
Next to you.
By Evan James Griffin
I joined the army,
And my Sergeant started to yell
So I warned him to stop
Or I was going to tell.
Then he shouted,
“Fall out!
On the double!”
So I told his mom,
And now he’s in trouble.
By Evan James Griffin
What will happen when every word has been rhymed?
And every phrase has been mixed and matched
over a million times.
Will the earth stop spinning,
And fall off its track?
Will the sun fall from the sky,
And turn to black?
Will hearts stop pounding,
And heads begin to throb?
Or worse,
Will poets lose their jobs?
By Evan James Griffin
I have the world’s longest ponytail,
And people think I’m a dope.
But they don’t see how great it is,
When used as a jumping rope.
And I use it as a line,
in which to hang my clothes.
And I use it for slippers,
to warm up my toes.
I use it as a lasso,
When I want to capture pigs.
I use it as a rope,
When I climb a mountain ridge.
So matter what you hear,
My ponytail is best.
Even though it’s made,
From hair on my chest.
By Evan James Griffin
I dove off the diving board,
And I did many tricks.
I did three somersaults,
and two twisting flips.
And when I landed in the water,
I didn’t make a splash.
I just swooped to the surface,
As quick as the flash.
But when I left the pool,
Their faces were bothered.
Because my swim shorts,
Were still floating in the water.
By Evan James Griffin
I live in Origami Land,
Paper houses and trees.
I live in Origami Land
Paper blouses and bees.
I live in Origami Land,
Paper dogs and boats
I live in Origami land,
Paper logs and coats
I live in Origami Land,
Paper faces and cats
I live in Origami Land,
Paper places and hats
I live in Origami Land,
Paper roses and cranes.
I lived in Origami Land,
I hate it when it rains.
By Evan James Griffin