Yes, nacho cheese is good to eat
Some people eat it with their feet
You put it on Dorito chips
and then you lick it off your lips
It dribbles down your shirt and pants
and far below it feeds the ants
You eat it in the morning time
the left overs will taste like slime
And if you eat it for your lunch
in school you could throw up a bunch
Plus, when it's eaten late at night
the gas could give you quite a fright
But nacho cheese is not so bad
it makes you happy when you're sad
Now that you know 'bout nacho cheese
go to the kitchen and say please
By:Noellison Deuce
Swash Buckling
With the anchors weighed and the wind a'blast
swash buckling pirates raise the mast
Their journey is in distance great
but Treasure Island is worth the wait
A grey sky shadows overhead
the deck is stained with time's bloodshed
Rolling waves pat against the ship
a slight bluegreen in every drip
The farmiliar smell of fish and sweat
will in their minds tranquility set
Swaping the deck and hoisting the sails
the life of a pirate always prevails
By:Noellison Deuce
The Snow Queen
Her breath was an icy wind that blew ships ?cross miles of sea,
Her cackle of frost was a song of death killing indifferently,
Her ice-cold stare spied a pirate ship with stolen treasures bright,
And her cloak of snow was billowing,
-billowing-billowing-
Her cloak of snow was billowing, sparked was the Snow Queen's delight.
She glid across the ocean forcing blizzards down from the sky,
And through her smirk she thought she caught a twinkle in his eye,
A net of ice she cast down upon him, but his ship, it still sailed free,
The skills were unmatched of this pirate,
He flew the black flag of a pirate,
He bore the bold heart of a pirate, no usual knave was he.
At last a worthy opponent; the fight continued for days,
His physical body almost succumbed and she paused to speak this phrase,
?Ambition like yours I've never seen, silenced I?ll not let it be,
He saw her face on the ocean,
Her beautiful face on the ocean,
Her voice rang clear on the ocean, the Snow Queen his love would be.
Her breath is an icy wind carrying his ship 'cross the sea,
Her cackle of frost is a song of love for him eternally,
Blizzards she casts guard his pirate ship laden with treasures bright,
And her cloak of snow is billowing,
-billowing-billowing-
Her cloak of snow is billowing, love is the Snow Queen's delight.
By: Noellison Deuce
The Dregs
It’s a low
Where you go
A place you can’t grow
It’s proactive regret.
It’s the shadow you cast
One that limits what lasts
When you’ve ignored the past
It’s what you can’t forget.
It’s the smell of waste
Wrapped with distaste
Sticking to you like paste
It’s the wrong over right you let set.
By: Noellison Deuce
For Anthony, actually for my dance group, but you can watch these too, Tink!
