Old High School Poems 1

I know a man with a big nose,
I'd swear it ws a water hose.
He'd say it was not,
but it sure dripped a lot.
It ran all day;
Enough to fill the bay.
I told him his faucet had to be fixed.
So he gave his lip many lickes.
His nost still ran with that slime.
Oh, how I hate the color lime.


The Brave Man
There once was a brave man
Who said, "I will, I can!"
So he did go
And tried, ya'no,
But he got scared and ran.