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An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things… Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly blo…
The Homework Machine, Oh, the Homework Machine, Most perfect contraption that’s ev… Just put in your homework, then dr… Snap on the switch, and in ten sec…
There’s a light on in the attic. Though the house is dark and shutt… I can see a flickering flutter, and I know what it’s about. I can see it from the outside,
Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns
(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…
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…
There was a time when people taked… How they talk and it doesn’t mean… Now picture the scene the day is s… A man meets a friend and asks him… He says I need five to keep me al…
Someone ate the baby. It’s rather sad to say. Someone ate the baby So she won’t be out to play. We’ll never hear her whiney cry
Have you heard of tiny Melinda Ma… Who ate a monstrous whale? She thought she could, She said she would, So she started in right at the tai…
I’ve sung my songs on dusty roads… To sweatin’ hard eyed brakemen, in… I’ve sung in blue wall papered roo… Now Mama…I’ll sing one song for y… Mama let me tell you that I’ve ne…
I made myself a snowball As perfect as could be. I thought I’d keep it as a pet And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles
I have nothing to put in my stew,… Not a bone or a bean or a black-ey… So I’ll just climb in the pot to… If I can make a stew out of me. I’ll put in some pepper and salt a…
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
On the way to the bottom I met an ole friend of mine He said 'Buddy, I do believe this is the end of the line’ I said 'The end of the line’
