#AmericanWriters
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
Someone ate the baby it’s rather s… Someone ate the baby so she won’t… We’ll never hear her whiney cry or… We’ll never hear her asking why wh… Someone ate the baby it’s absolute…
Now, listen to me, folks... Hear what I say. You got to eat oysters everyday They’ll put your love life back on… They’re nature’s own aphrodisiac.
Alimony alimony I work till my fi… Me oh my oh goodness sake I’m pay… She calls it alimony alimony yeah… Till one of these days you’re gonn… Pom pom I walk around ragged like…
There once was a hippo who wanted… Fly-hi-dee, try-hi-dee, my-hi-dee-… So he sewed him some wings that co… Sky-hi-dee, fly-hi-dee, why-hi-dee… He climbed to the top of a mountai…
I’m haulin’ twenty tons of freight… Started thinkin’ bout Mary Jane She lived over the hill I had an… Oh my she looked so fine had a bot… I’d have myself a little bitty swi…
Depends on if the judge is fair, Depends how high the heels you wea… Depends on if they count the hair, Depends if they allow the chair.
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 thought that I had wavy hair Until I shaved. Instead, I find that I have straight hair And a very wavy head.
I was sitting in my basement I just rolled myself a taste of something green and gold and gl… to get me through the day Then my friend yelled through the…
She put in her clothes, Then thought she’d get A free bath here At the launderette. So round she goes now,
Well I was sittin’ up in my crane… Can’t get promoted no matter what… Ah when the forman he comes around… He says hold that load up there fo… Cause I got to check some gear do…
'Twas sunset down in old Key West The locals all were high. The tourists snapped their photogr… And munched their Key Lime pie. And meanwhile down at Sloppy Joe’…
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…
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…