#AmericanWriters
He’s the Twistable Turnable Sque… Stretchable Foldable Man. He can crawl in your pocket or fit… Or screw himself into a twenty-vol… Or stretch himself up to the steep…
Clarence Lee from Tennessee Loved the commercials he saw on T… He watched with wide believing eye… And bought everything they adverti… Cream to make his skin feel better
One sister for sale! One sister for sale! One crying and spying young sister… I’m really not kidding, So who’ll start the bidding?
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.
Every time I’ve raced my shadow When the sun was at my back, It always ran ahead of me, Always got the best of me. But every time I’ve raced my shad…
Tell me who can Catch a toucan? Lou can. Just how few can Ride the toucan?
There is a place where the sidewal… And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and… And there the sun burns crimson br… And there the moon-bird rests from…
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
This boat that we just built is ju… And don’t try to tell us it’s not. The sides and the back are divine— It’s the bottom I guess we forgot…
Goodnight little houseplant asleep… I’ll pull the shades so you don’t… And tomorrow in the morning don’t… We’ll have ham and eggs for me and… Goodnight little houseplant tucked…
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…
Walk into a restaurant with chicke… Look at the menu I want roastbeaf… A waitress comes up I order baked… Oh when she brings it I want ham’… Because my mind keeps a movin’ bou…
Now I was hangin’ round Nashville… Watchin’ ‘em laugh and hand ’em ba… So I pawned my guitar and bought… When I seen an old fountain pen l… It was worn-out bent and cast asid…
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
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…