The lonely boy on christmas


There once was a town it seemed that was always cold. Even when it was warm it still was always cold. The people were mean. The people weren’t green. The people weren’t clean. They all forgot their dreams and no one could sleep. Not even sheep, could make them dream. They all had forgot there…

Dan and the Cheeseburger


Hey, everyone! Hope you enjoyed some of HIS House’s poetry. It seems to me that giving a voice to someone without one, is a great way to fill a days work. Not saying that HIS House doesn’t have a voice. I talk to him often and he is brilliant, by the way HIS House…is my…