Tall Tale

One morning a boy named Brandon “snake eyes” Colborn was born in Miami. But for Brandon, the speed of a cheetah, intelligence like he is Albert Einstein, strength of 9000 grown men, agile like a monkey and reflexes of…himself wasn’t enough. If he stared at you, you would drop to the ground, most likely out cold. Sometimes it’s worse than being unconscious.  As he was growing up, Brandon was in a number of contests. Every time he would win, and win. Eventually Brandon got the chance to compete in a tournament at coffin stadium. Brandon was very nervous, finally his name was called. Brandon looked across the stadium and saw an anaconda. Was this a mistake, he didn’t know, but that didn’t stop him. He stared at that snake. Hours, days passed and Brandon, still staring hadn’t flinched when the anaconda suddenly fell to the floor unconscious. Brandon hit him with his icy stare which knocked it out. What, they don’t call him “snake eyes” for nothing. The next match took place in a swimming pool; it was Brandon vs. a puffer fish. This was a challenge for Brandon, but he was persistent. They had eyes locked and the referee was about to disqualify both of them when, all of a sudden the puffer fish floated to the top of the pool. Was he dead or unconscious, Brandon didn’t know. They found out it was out cold, so Brandon went to the ocean to relax a little before the final round. The next day came faster than the blink of an eye. Brandon was devastated when he realized who his opponent was…. “A shark, how will that work” Brandon thought, but he isn’t one to complain, so he stared at the shark for a week until, suddenly the shark dropped dead from suffocation. He won the competition and he was happy for himself. Brandon didn’t want a trophy so he made his own award, a shark tooth necklace. From that day on he had a new nickname, Brandon “shark tooth” Colborn, but he kept both names. Then he went home and went to a long needed sleep, for tomorrow he was headed for the Georgia dome, “here we go again.”

another x-mas poem

CHRISTMAS

Christmas is a time of year.

Where everyone celebrates with cheer.

Christmas Eve is when we are great

While we wait for old saint

Christmas is a time of giving

Instead of sitting on a couch for a living

Christmas is here and I am glad

Nobody is feeling sad

Nobody has remorse

Christmas meal is the first course

another christmas poem

On the day before Christmas

As quiet as a mouse

Me and mom bake

A gingerbread house

I have a little key

That my mom gave me

And my little key

Goes on my Christmas tree

Every year on Christmas

I open 1 present

My dad makes meatloaf

This is all in the present

Sound floats through air with waves

With a lot of things it sways

It floats along across so clear

And then it goes in your ear

Your eardrum starts too bound

And all of this is called a sound

rap poem

Here I am strolling along

Slurping my smoothie in this Sunday song

Here I am crunching along

On these nachos while I sing this song

Here I am munching along

On some carrots while I end my song

Do not jump on any bed

Or you might bust your head

Do not write on a table

Better listen it’s not a fable

Do not bust a lamp

Or a reputation will be damp

Do not burn a Christmas tree

Or you won’t feel glee