#AmericanWriters #JewishWriters
Have you seen Amanda Blaine in th… Wandering through the morning rain… Have you seen her at her door, lis… And a man who went to war from the… Have you heard her mournful cries…
I know you little, I love you lot… my love for you could fill ten pot… fifteen buckets, sixteen cans, three teacups, and four dishpans.
I went to the doctor– He reached down my throat, He pulled out a shoe And a little toy boat, He pulled out a skate
Hungry Mungry sat at supper, Took his knife and spoon and fork, Ate a bowl of mushroom soup, ate a… Ate a dozen stewed tomatoes, twent… Fifteen shrimps, nine bakes potato…
When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter—someone new? Someone better—maybe YOU!
Dave McGunn was a surfin’ bum, ha… From Waikiki to the Bering Sea,… Now he hung offshore ’bout a mile… And his wild eyes gleamed as he sc… To ride the perfect wave.
Lay down Let’s explore this tenderness betw… There ain’t no one around at all t… And baby would you mind If maybe you and I
Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom? He got tickled by his mom. Wiggled and giggled and fell on th… Laughed and rolled right out the d… All the way to school and then
Haha I kissed Polly goodnight hah… Now she’s quite a proper lady so… But haha I was feeling oh so groo… And I sat down and guess just wha… I saw Polly in a porny down at th…
There´s a shadow on the sun I se… Kiss it away, Kiss it away And there´s hurt down deep inside… Kiss it away, Kiss it away All the hard times we been through
Backward Bill, Backward Bill, He lives way up on Backward Hill, Which is really a hole in the sand… (But that’s a hill turned upside d… Backward Bill’s got a backward sh…
(Okay now years ago I wrote a son… And everything except then I star… It is unfair I am looking at the… And as I get more older and more… I begin to look at things from an…
If we meet and I say, ‘Hi,’ That’s a salutation. If you ask me how I feel, That’s a consideration. If we stop and talk a while,
Birds are flyin’ south for winter. Here’s the Weird-Bird headin’ nor… Wings a-flappin’, beak a-chatterin… Cold head bobbin’ back 'n’ forth. He says, 'It’s not that I like ic…
Nentis Nan, he’s my man, I go do im each chanz I gan. He sicks me down an creans my teed Wid mabel syrub, tick an’ sweed, An ten he filks my cavakies
