My Spaghetti

I sat there with a spoon in my hand

I had a plate full of spaghetti/ that i hate

When i look at it it makes my lips slimy like a bowl full of slugs

I pick up the spoon my hands shake like a rattle snake

Oh god what can i say

Then i hear a voice eat it eat it

I pick some on a spoon and it keeps dropping what can i do

Bullying

when i was going to school

on my way i met these fat bullies they took me by the pool

and asked me for money one kicked me down

and saw his face change like a clown

one stood on my side

and saw him ran to hide.

HELP ME OR STOP ME

WHEN IT SNOWS I SLIP

I SOMETIMES SLIDE ON A HUMP

I HURT MY BACK SO I GLIDE ON THE FLOOR

I DO NOT NOW WHAT TO DO SO I TRY