Let there be light, at the end of this eight year tunnel. Don’t let us fall,
Don’t waste your juice box, Mr. Turtle. Turn around and face the
I’ve got a cherry, and that cherry is mine. I’ve got a rose, and that rose is fine. So close,
I want to eat her doughnut hole for a scrumptious
There’s not an egg too hard that you can’t crack. There’s not a
I perish in the sand, as the ball rolls away. I have nothing in my hand, and nothing in my mouth. It’s a dark cloud,
Fly through a wall, and land in a river. Feel the ray of the sun, and respond with a shiver.
The apple wishes to stop pushing, but the apple doesn’t know how to stop
A steel boot is lodged into a painting drawn by an ape. Airplanes circle a
Sunshine covers the cover, joy fills up the space. Ever since he met
I stepped foot into a chain and fell into a snow flake,
Mr. Wood is no good for this world, so he’ll write a goodbye
How many times does an egg have to say the same thing, before
Susan’s a sexy princess, that married me years ago. We met at the
Look around you. What do you see? I see apples, and forests of green.