hasselbrad
28-03-2007, 09:14 PM
Actual poems related to a friend by a teacher.
These are from twelfth graders (about to graduate, for those of you unfamiliar with the shambles we Americans refer to as our public education system) from Huntsville, Alabama.
Enjoy...
On Love...
My eyes are watery every time
I smell, love and hold you, my heart
feels like a fat man running after
sweets, when I touch you, when I
1st met you I seen aright red rose
and smelled a sweet sent that's when
I knew luv could be made
if I pushed it, everytime I think of you I smile and get happy.
Blowed Her Mind
I walked up to her with a smell
that was unforgetable
espensive cologne called unforgiveable,
I slowly and gently walked behind her
and whispered in her ear
everythings going my way so I knew in a few minutes we was leaving hear.
I had to hurry up cuz her friends were hatan,
I slowly talked made them legs get to shakn,
by that time she new I blew her mind and there was no faken it.
These are from twelfth graders (about to graduate, for those of you unfamiliar with the shambles we Americans refer to as our public education system) from Huntsville, Alabama.
Enjoy...
On Love...
My eyes are watery every time
I smell, love and hold you, my heart
feels like a fat man running after
sweets, when I touch you, when I
1st met you I seen aright red rose
and smelled a sweet sent that's when
I knew luv could be made
if I pushed it, everytime I think of you I smile and get happy.
Blowed Her Mind
I walked up to her with a smell
that was unforgetable
espensive cologne called unforgiveable,
I slowly and gently walked behind her
and whispered in her ear
everythings going my way so I knew in a few minutes we was leaving hear.
I had to hurry up cuz her friends were hatan,
I slowly talked made them legs get to shakn,
by that time she new I blew her mind and there was no faken it.