#AmericanWriters
Policeman, policeman, Help me please. Someone went and stole my knees. I’d chase him down but I suspect My feet and legs just won’t connec…
Everything’s wrong, Days are too long, Sunshine’s too hot, Wind is too strong. Clouds are too fluffy,
She had to die. This Omoo knew. He also knew he could not kill her… Not even try to kill her. Those eyes. Would look at him. No…
(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…
I’ll tell you the story of Jimmy… And you know what I tell you is t… He loved to watch his TV set Almost as much as you. He watched all day, he watched all…
A hippo sandwich is easy to make. All you do is simply take One slice of bread, One slice of cake, Some mayonnaise,
They’ve put a brassiere on a camel… She wasn’t dressed proper, you kno… They’ve put a brassiere on a camel… So that her humps wouldn’t show. And they’re making other respectab…
Runny lent to the wibrary And there were bundreds of hooks’… Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one
1 little monkey was goin’ 2 the store when he saw a banana 3 he’d never climbed be4. By 5 o’clock that evenin’
Well I’ve told you someday I’d ha… And you would see me grinnin’ from… Look in my pocket this ain’t gabba… Oh oh someday’s here And I told you someday I’ll come…
Pamela Purse yelled, ‘Ladies firs… Pushing in front of the ice cream… Pamela Purse yelled, ‘Ladies firs… Grabbing the ketchup at dinnertime… Climbing on the morning bus
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
The hard coal’s called bituminous, Or is that anthracite? Stalactites grow down from caves, Or do I mean stalagmites? Those fluffy clounds are nimbus -
Barbara’s eyes are blue as azure, But she is in love with Freddy. Karen’s sweet, but Harry has her. Gentle Jane is going steady. Carol hates me. So does May.
Well on a Monday I’ll be slingin’… And on a Wednesday I might be ten… Thursday I’ll be the guy who park… On a Friday I might be teachin’ s… I got a whole lotta talents in dem…