Saturday, April 16, 2011

Dream Weaver Poem/ Rhyme Rap - Lesson on rhyme- B Winchel- 12 yo

Oh dreamWeaver
Oh Dreamweaver- The Night Deceiver - Here to Unite the Angels and the Non Believers
Bring to existence, independent folks- And Accommodate them by the jesters jokes
Imaginary Playwrights write imaginary scripts - About fiery ghouls from their cemetery crypts


In my dream, a definite fright
There are kings, princesses, and medieval knights
By the mischievous robbers the princess was harassed
She fell off her horse and right onto her butt
Oh dream weaver won’t you weave my dreams
This dream isn’t really-isn’t really- what it seems
Blow up my dreams they’re like a popcorn kernel
I have so many ideas that they flow eternal


Oh Dreamweaver-The Night Deceiver-Unite the Angels and the non Believers
Bring to existence independent folks-Accommodate them by the jesters jokes
Imaginary Playwrights write imaginary scripts-About fiery ghouls from their cemetery crypts

In my dream, there is a tyranny, - an absolute monarchy
An evil king at the apex of this diabolical hierarchy
In my grasp, I hold this worldly possession that you can’t grasp
A key to the future, the present, the past
Chorus

In my dream , a treasure hunter on the threshold
Of increasing his wealth much more than tenfold
An amateur player some might say - Butta real life gangsta as my shawty would say
You must acquire the perfect skills- As Yoda would say “once you have judgment , help you I will”

Oh Dream weaver- The Night Deceiver - Unite the Angels and the non Believers
Bring to existence independent folks- Accommodate them by the jesters jokes
Imaginary Playwrights write imaginary scripts - About fiery ghouls from their cemetery crypts



Now my dreams are right, Now my dreams are grand
Thank you old dream weaver for your helping hand
Atheists think that there is no separate world when you die
But I know when I go I will be drinking daiquiris and rye
A world of leisure, with not such a fast time
Relaxation and Happiness, the only pastimes
Thank you dream weaver for giving me the ways
And To have had experienced everything in the last of my days
Chorus

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