On the walls
On the cars
On the bricks
On the trucks
And on the trains
You invade
In imagination
You participate
Making a summary of society
With retrospective theory
Achieving freedom with notoriety
Off the walls of normality
Into colorful reality
Making serendipity of what was once a blank canvas
On the walls
You create
On the minds
You invade
And it could not have been more beautiful.

"girls, we have to go to the firehouse!"
Maggie's mother poked her head through the bedroom door.
Maeve squirmed on the top bunk
as Maggie sat up as fast as she could
while she was still half asleep.
it was 7AM
and hurricane Irene was currently
tearing through the east coast-
no one had expected the mountains to be hit so hard,
and the valley was feeling it most.
she got dressed, gathered her notebooks,
and cursed under her breath when the sink didn't work.

Some humor aroused
In an otherwise
mundane audience...

Penisculey ...vaginesque poetry
lockingly, loffoblle, ,spermotically
Horgasmically too
Well done can I say
Friendson to you...

Creativity at is maxshimum
Shakespeare shuvverring…
In the beneath colde

Greenery everywhere to be found,
Which will very soon get one day wound,
Cool pure air....,
Will be no more everywhere...,
Beautiful nature with amazing creatures,
In between them exists human who's immature,
His every act leads to destruction,
Which's very difficult for reconstruction,
To save this there's God's brain storming,
As on earth here today begins GLOBAL WARMING,
It's time for we youngsters to play a role,
To protect and save this God's beautiful soul.