Pass the Gingerbread

clouds roll by

Harry tell me the secret to the key lock on the door
You have the widest angle I've layed sullen eyes on
And to think you like the factory hand that multiplies
The hovering jar of handle bar wax

Please, Pleae Mr. Johnson
Pass the Gingerbread
Man you gotta pass the gingerbread
man...

It's too old to die
why won't it last for ever?
you could pack it up in a blanket and carry it far
plus the blaket won't spoil your dreams tonight

Please, Please Mr. Johnson
Pass the Gingerbread
Man you gotta pass the gingerbread
man...

BhagavadGita

and i love gingerbread men

bite their heads off and suck on em...yummyy

hhmmmm

has sushi last night
came with ginger

the guy who made it was named
Harry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

keven 33

your poem is good although when i read the word gingerbread a spirit of watching really bad christmas cartoon specials entered me, some stuff its weird triggers an emotion of couldnt they have made this art a little better



wont you be my neighbor

clouds roll by

clouds roll by wrote:

Harry tell me the secret to the key lock on the door
You have the widest angle I've layed sullen eyes on
And to think you like the factory hand that multiplies
The hovering jar of handle bar wax

Please, Pleae Mr. Johnson
Pass the Gingerbread
Man you gotta pass the gingerbread
man...

It's too old to die
why won't it last for ever?
you could pack it up in a blanket and carry it far
plus the blaket won't spoil your dreams tonight

Please, Please Mr. Johnson
Pass the Gingerbread
Man you gotta pass the gingerbread
man...

remember this?

Ms. Haiku

I don't understand most of it, so it must be similar to Sylvia Path poetry :-) Actually, it makes me think of her poetry.