Poems from samiam7
My soul is like an empty sock
Cold and pleading for a foot.
But my soul is allergic to feet
So it weeps at night for the homeless grass...
A world without shoes is like a platypus,
It always begs for a haircut.
But when the cheese asks for help,
will an ostrich lay an egg?
"No...
I AM A BOSS!
The world is a hectic house;
Too many places to be, and people to see.
Its family gasps for air,
And dream of precious sleep.
My...