#AmericanWriters
Well breakfast black coffee one sl… Lunch just some lettuce two celery… Dinner one chicken wing broiled no… And this dietin’ dietin’ dietin’ d… So pass me a carrot stick peel me…
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.
Josie it´s been a long hard day Down the road to where it´s at I must have lost my way When I got there they said I was… Now you´re the only one can get m…
A long time ago, when the earth wa… And there was more kinds of animal… And they run around free while the… And the lovliest of all was the U… There was green alligators and lon…
No I can’t touch the clouds for y… I’ve never done the things that yo… I’ve stretched as high as I can r… Cause I can’t touch the clouds or… No I can’t reach the clouds or to…
Only ate one drumstick At the picnic dance this summer, Just one little drumstick— They say I couldn’t be dumber. One tough and skinny drumstick,
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
Said General Clay to General Gor… To kill and die in such a bore I… Said General Gore to General Cla… And have some icecream on the way… Said General Clay to General Gor…
Come on, baby, grease your lips, Put on your hat, and shake your hi… And don’t forget to bring your shi… We’re goin’ to the Freakers Ball. Shake your mojo, bang your gong,
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…
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
“Why can’t you see I’m a cat,” sa… “And that’s all I ever will be? Why are you shocked when I roam o… Why are you sad when I meow and I… Why are you sick when I eat up a…
She fumbles and stumbles And falls down the stairs, Makes love to the leg of the dinin… She’s ready for animals, women or… She’s doing Quaaludes again.
Everything’s wrong, Days are too long, Sunshine’s too hot, Wind is too strong. Clouds are too fluffy,
