Hig-ah-la-digly, round and wiggly, Curles, dimples and apple pie, Running ‘round the running rooms, Connecting with all, that aren’t s… Hig-ah-la-digly, round and wiggly,
Higahley-Pigahly, Round and wiggly, Loves to roll in the mud. And slow-silly cow Is not like that sow,
In the silence of moonbeams thoughts pass to calm so, falling is seldom heard upon the clouds I ride on D. Thurmond / JEFalcon
He stands on the edge of windy cli… Where images and shadows seldom bl… He closed his eyes to sees beyond; Beyond the whispers and the wind. Then he stretched himself, as if t…
The Dittle-dots Construct their plots While the Rotten Randy’s Enlarge their lies. They all take hold
Cousin Wilber built an outhouse, But it’s not like all the rest, Its varnished oak, cedar lined, And engraved with the family crest… He’s got a turbine vent on top
Some visions lost to time, it seem… Were made up of some childhood dre… Those dreams that find their way b… When I’m down and quite alone. Those dreams fill a mighty void,
Down and ‘round, ’round and down, Three brave souls went creeping In darkened halls and dim-lit stai… Their squinting eyes were peeping. Beatrice Fly saw the Master’s hea…
Down the chimney came the Jolly f… It was obvious that the geezer had… With sack on his back, he slid dow… And landed on the stove, in the mi… My wife was glazing the Porker’s…
It was the first hour of morning, On Christmas day, When I heard bells jingle Like those on a sleigh. Then out on the balcony
Across the great expanse With a raging river below, Rope bridges try to fly On the devil-winds that blow. The River’s mist forms a fog
Too many walks in the park, dear… Yellow speckled freckles on fields… Autumn used her brush In a hurried rush Now Winter finds grays in which t…
“The Sleeper” has docked Near the schooner, “Lanore,” As “The Raven” steams north Past the fog laden shore. “The Bells” on the buoys
Along the river near the lock in Gulhanny Lived a dragon by the name of Cruel And there, too,
In the evening, in the twilight,… Of the coming of an age in parody Then I see another vision based o… But in the end, there is a song of… Scarlet red finds its way into my…
