Ray Higgins

I wish you good luck you'll need it if you treat people like that it's for sure that you won't find people like me so easily

So I went to school not feeling a fool and guess what I came back home knowing how much I didn't know so I started studying and learning and having fun with the knowledge and now I'm a happy adult who doesn't know much but at least I tried and guess what I do know who I am

When you hate the world the world hates you what if you try lo love it?

“My doggy ate my homework. He chewed it up,” I said. But when I offered my excuse My teacher shook her head. I saw this wasn’t going well. I didn’t want to fail. Before she had a chance to talk, I added to the tale: “Before he ate, he took my work And tossed it in a pot. He simmered it with succotash Till it was piping hot. “He scrambled up my science notes With eggs and bacon strips, Along with sautéed spelling words And baked potato chips. “He then took my arithmetic And had it gently fried. He broiled both my book reports With pickles on the side. “He wore a doggy apron As he cooked a notebook stew. He barked when I objected. There was nothing I could do.” “Did he wear a doggy chef hat?” She asked me with a scowl. “He did,” I said. “And taking it Would only make him growl.” My teacher frowned, but then I said As quickly as I could, “He covered it with ketchup, And he said it tasted good.” “A talking dog who likes to cook?” My teacher had a fit. She sent me to the office, And that is where I sit. I guess I made a big mistake In telling her all that. ’Cause I don’t have a doggy. It was eaten by my cat.

I’ve a cat named Vesters, And he eats all day. He always lays around, And never wants to play. Not even with a squeaky toy, Nor anything that moves. When I have him exercise, He always disapproves. So we’ve put him on a diet, But now he yells all day. And even though he’s thinner, He still won’t come and play.

Jack and Jill Went up the hill To fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down And broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after. Up Jack got And home did trot As fast as he could caper, Went to bed To mend his head With vinegar and brown paper.

Worn by wind and weather, all the way to Age we'll go Hand in hand together.

Full many an anniversary has come to thee and me, heartbreaking days have come with tears, and happy days, with joy and glee.