How many monkeys?
There are eight of them, you see.
Sitting on my screen.

On Friday mornings
I look forward to the night
When I'll be sleeping.

The pirate bathroom.
How you suprise visitors.
Hey, arrrrr you aiming?

They're ahead of me.
All new classes and new kids.
Remember their names.

Seven times; three days.
A record-holding number
We will try to beat.

Realizing the date.
Whole new classes starting soon.
No time to relax.

Just looked at my list.
What a way to start the day.
Man, I hate this class.

Totally ganked it.
I thought it would hurt more, though.
Totally tweaked it.

Bombing down the hill.
Spreading powder as you stop.
Time to take the lift.

Replacing my teeth.
From silver to pearly white.
Two hours of pain!

The new year brings joy.
Promises of hope and change.
Campaign promises.

A decade has passed.
Caught up in past emotion.
The distance is far.

Amid the sunlight
Are streaks of yellow ochre
Dancing in the sky.

If you want burgers,
head to the best place there is.
Ralph's Diner; Wormtown.

There is the philtrum!
Located under the nose.
Its the tear-drop thing.

Starting the process.
As the skin changes color,
So too, does my life.

Messages in hand.
My car follows the old road.
Between text and lines.

Going down in flames.
My wings have been clipped, falling.
The earth comes up fast.

Its four forty-four.
It is time to make a wish.
Hold your breath for luck.

Perfection is lost.
Attaining something smaller
Only moves you on.