My name is Gregory Roper, and these are my poems.

Some are silly, others are serious.

They are all copyright of 2013

The Roller coaster

I am waiting in line for the large roller coaster

That my friend has been on a thousand times

(he’s a huge boaster)

And now it is finally our turn

And even as it starts

My stomach starts to churn

UP,UP,UP,UP

up the big hill

Then down down down down

I shout with thrill

A corkscrew, loop-the-loop, twist and more

When it’s over I fall screaming too the floor

“That was so scary”

I scream at my friend

Oh My God! Oh My God! lets go again!

^THE ROLLERCOASTER^

NOOOOOOOO

NOOO you can’t make me

I never will go

It’s the worst thing in the world

My answer is no

Even if you Bribe me

With donuts galore

even if you spank me

until I am sore

I’ve already told you

I won’t go

to this pointless and boring

history show

                                                         

Poemstory

A boy goes down in history

so does a girl go down herstory

and a baby in babystory

and a child in childstory

and if this poem becomes famous,

will it go down in poemstory?

The Story

There was a man

whose name was Dan

He went to his house

and sat on a mouse

The mouse went squeak

and he went eek!

He bought a cat

and the cat grew fat

The man learned to rap

With the cat on his lap

The man grew to fame

And the cat did the same

A the cat had a kitten

Who was the size of a mitten

And when that cat died

The whole world cried

But the kitten became a cat

And soon grew quite fat

And listened to Dan Rap

While on his lap

One happy man with a cat that is fat

On happy man, loving his cat

Trees

In summer they stand

Straight and tall

all dressed in green and brown

Showing off their beauty

In summer’s perfect gown

In fall, they change their colors

From green, to orange, then red

And all their bravery falls to the ground

In fear of what lies ahead

In winter they droop

In a blanket of white

Sparkling sorrows cover their soul

And overhead they are passed

By a flying white patrol

In spring they regain their colors

Their sorrows will melt away

As they get a little greener

Each and every day

A Week of Wonder  (Walden West Memoir Poem)

A boring, long trip

a cramped bus ride,

all that I wanted

was room to stride

and as I left the bus

I thought aloud

this seems exciting

to the roaring crowd

We split into two

and then into four

and we were off

on our campus tour

I saw all the cabins

and the twisted Scooby tree

and the hub and the health hut

and where our meals would be

quickly, quietly, questioningly

everyone went to see

who our cabinmates

would soon turn out to be

and after lunch I met Cedar

my favorite of the staff

he taught us during field class

and always made us laugh

Then Recess and dinner

my cabin was the hoppers

dinner was tacos

and I felt sorry for the moppers

then came the campfire

with songs and skits galore

We were laughing to our heart’s content

and begging them for more

and though the rest seems like a blur

and it was just the start

I already knew that this camp

would have a place inside my heart

The Explosion

My very first poem

My Father’s car exploded

I’m not sure what set it off

My dad opened the door

and it emitted a little cough

we heard a big explosion

and a bigger one later

we all went outside

and dad was fried like a tater

good thing no one saw me

mix those wires, green and red

cause if my mom had seen that

I’d be grounded till I was dead!

Ceiling Monkey

My second poem

There’s a monkey on the ceiling

That I noticed just today

and it is staring down at me

as if it wants to say

Get me a banana

Right now! Today!

I look up at him

and say he will have to pay

He tosses me a coin

and I find a banana in a cup

I throw it to him

and he gobbles it right up

Pranks

99 banana peels

lying on the floor

a bucket of water

sits atop the door

a giant whoopee cushion

on her favorite seat

some slimy gooey yogurt

in her soccer cleat

Some very small firecrackers

that look like pencil lead

all this for revenge

for the fake spider in my bed

Humpty Dumpty

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty dumpty had a great fall

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men

Had scrambled eggs for breakfast

Again

Something

A.K.A. I was too lazy to write a real poem

There was a something

It somethinged a something

The something, well it somethinged

The something somethinged the something

The something got a something

The something somethinged the something with it’s something

And then there was nothing

At

This poem has AT in it 21 times

A fat cat sat on a bat on a mat

that cat had a hat saying STAT!!

Under the mat was a rat, squashed flat

The cat likes songs that go like: Cat on bat on mat on rat squashed flat

and under the rat? I don’t know that!

The Lollipop Stare

There once was a bear

In the lollipop stare

He left his lair

And fell through the air

And his hair went bare

Under the glare

Of the flare

Of the Hare

over there

And went on a quest

Of the better

Of the best

That was not lacking zest

And refused to rest

Till he found his nest

Through mountains

And Valleys

And streets

And alleys

And through a rally

In the search for his lair

And soon

That Bare bear

Reached the lollipop stare

and found all his hair

And that is the quest

Of the better

Of the best

That is not lacking zest

Of a bear, And his nest

Conquerer of the World

I’ll conquer the world

I’ll have a castle of emerald

Everyone, bow down to me

Or I’ll toss you in the sea

And I’ll have servants

To do my bidding

So I can have a drink wherever I’m sitting

And I’ll play video games whenever I like

And if you say no

Aww Go on a hike!

And if you rebell,

You will be pounded

But it will have to be tomorrow

Because today I’m grounded

Who?

I know that santa gives out toys

To all the good little girls and boys

But who gives the presents to kids that be bad

For after Christmas, they all seem less mad

Is it a monster? or santa’s evil twin?

How about godzilla? or the devil within?

It may even be a flesh eating manta

I sure hope that they actually do

Cause I know I’ll get coal from santa

This is what Happens when You Play WAY too many Video Games

Your brain turns to mush

And soon, so do you

Your eyeballs fall out

And turn into goo

Your legs turn to rubber

Your face gets all pale

And you start to

Look like a moldy, squished snail

Your nose gets all runny

It’s really not cool

But still, it’s much better

Than going to school

Waffles of a Starry Night

Starry night

Starry night

Eat a waffle

and take flight

Fly far, fly high

Because waffles are for to die

Land upon a waffle mill

Up atop a gentle hill

Watch them come out

Ready made

And dance upon the everglade

Eat them

Eat them

One by one

Eating waffles is such fun

Without waffles you will fall

For waffles are the best of all

A Blind Man’s Tale

Walking down a lonely road

All the way up high

For swimming through the ocean

Is like walking through the sky

Drifting by the planets

I’m blinded by the sun

And I learn that you don’t have to look

To see what you have done

The Snowman

My name is Snowman McSnail

I live in a garbage pail

I was built in the winter,

But it was too cold

So I hid in the trash can

So my temperature would hold

And now it is time to get out in the sun

For now that its spring

Its time for some fun

Now it is time to get out of my can

And run, jump, and play

And shout like a man

But I have got myself in a bit of a muddle

For I currently bask in the sun as a puddle

Potatoes Rule the World

I wrote this for a story I wrote with Evan

Potatoes rule the world

Cause beets make you hurl

Celery is too thin and tall

And peas are just too darn small

Potatoes are the perfect size

And we’re covered with eyes

Other veggies are too diverse

But potatoes rule the universe

Little Kittens

Little kittens purring purrs

Mewing happily in fuzzy furs

Eating, sleeping, they have it all

Even though so tiny small

Their dreams sustain them through the night

They love and purr with all their might

Kittens have you in their control

For a kittens love is powerful