Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:04 pm
My 3rd poem. Please don't copy unless you credit me.
Here's the 3rd one and the 4th one will come out soon. Enjoy!
What is that endless blue we call sky,
Where birds of all kinds, fly so high.
There is one god, who has some truce,
This god of the sky, his name is zeus.
Zeus is the ruler of the big three,
Not only that, but he is the ruler of thee.
He controls the weather, good or bad,
Depending on how he's feeling, happy or sad.
Sunny, cloudy, thunder or rain,
In one way or another, there Is something to gain.
Bringing joy to people around the world,
All of those things, of which can be twirled.
When the sun goes down, and the stars come out,
We all go to, and then all shout.
Zeus, the mighty god of us all,
He is the god that fills us with some appal.
What is that endless blue we call sky,
Where birds of all kinds, fly so high.
There is one god, who has some truce,
This god of the sky, his name is zeus.
Zeus is the ruler of the big three,
Not only that, but he is the ruler of thee.
He controls the weather, good or bad,
Depending on how he's feeling, happy or sad.
Sunny, cloudy, thunder or rain,
In one way or another, there Is something to gain.
Bringing joy to people around the world,
All of those things, of which can be twirled.
When the sun goes down, and the stars come out,
We all go to, and then all shout.
Zeus, the mighty god of us all,
He is the god that fills us with some appal.
You know you like OUTLANDERS. Love is like a flower, after a while, it dies.
