When I was in Kindergarten the big, strong, tall, 6th Graders made a Gigantic PaperMache’ of Dr. Martin Luther King.
The Booger Picker Eater People Club meets tonight at 7pm.
Groundhog Day is my favorite Holiday.
Christopher Columbus sailed the Ocean Blue and found America in 1492.
Behold! It is Stomache’ The Stomach on a Hot Dog Pony!
Today I drew Samwise Gamgee in the liar of Shelob Spider!
Shelob hurt Master Frodo (not shown) so Sam, raging with the strength of 1 Man or 7 whole Hobbits, punches her in the belly with Sting the Sword of Magical Eleven Power Fairy Stuff! *Glitter*
I wanted to draw all of Shelob but I used tiny paper to draw a huge spider like a giant idiot.
Your a zombie,
Alex
P.S. Happy Halloween!
Sometimes you just draw to draw because to draw is fun.
Here, a poem.
Cats make me sneeze.
I have seen lots of tweens,
with Mullets recently.
Rat tails too.
When I see a bird,
I think of poo,
in my hair,
at the Kindergarden Picnic,
1987.
I hope there is a heaven,
for worms dat die during,
Thunderstorms.
Coo coo ka choo.
Chugga chugga choo choo.
The Worm is in the bird,
Alex
Hello,
This is a Musical starring a Worm, named Dorian, who lives underground and his struggle with The Shared Worm Experience of what to do when it rains. “To die or to die?” said, Wormet in a famous play by Wormian Snakespear.
I am stroking my keyboard,
Alex
I wrote a poem about a Bee who blew into me. He got pollen all over me. He fell to the ground and hummed, hummed, and hummed. I scooped him up with a quarter I was saving to buy a gumball. I wasn’t gonna touch him with my finger, he might sting me. I blew him a kiss and he flew away. His memory will forever be stitched inside of me. Where my heart is, inside my personal person, between my ribs.
I loved a Bee,
I loved thee Bee,
So much, I loved the Bee.
I hugged zee Bee, I kissed zee Bee,
Until zee Bee’s pollen cometh outta thee.
Poof!
It started raining,
Watermelon Slices.
Worms came wiggling out,
The ground.
Puddles of Watermelon Rain began to form.
I licked the puddle.
I kissed the Bee.
I licked the puddle.
I kissed the Bee.
There is a man in the window, and he’s looking at me,
Alex
Alex Shaffo 