Poems from Ronstoppable98
Miguel watches
From his tower
Stands before the cliff
As he and Jesus converse
No matter how much
Miguel bumps into
The enormous...
There was once a child
Whose dream was to
Become an archer
And to hit every target
He finds.
Running like an arrow,
He would climb...
The robots march
They play their drums
As he is carried out
Wearing Honor and Splendor
Showered with the flowers of military
Rites, as he...
One, two, three,
Four, and
Five, the fifth son
Appears to be covered in
Hives
He flies with
The bees, and
The sky, his home
They try to...
Little Fire runs around
Energy fueling him
Like car-running
Petroleum
He races like an
Engine, desiring
To warm up the
Chilly weather
...