There was a man With the largest of eyes They said he could see For miles wide A job as a lookout

I know there must be some place aw… A place to call home that’s drive… An old log home, where friends wai… A hammock waiting on the beach nea… A t.v playing reruns of an old fav…

The rains kept a comin It seemed they wouldn’t stop The clouds just kept on pouring Till they squeezed out every drop The lightning pierced the ground

The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call

Stack your Problems Up real High Stack

Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts

My friends all bragged Of the things they did James fought a lion But had let it live A snake bit Will

If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude

He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg

I saw the troll That lived under the bridge But he wasn’t scary not one smidge His hair was greasy And teeth all jagged

Tippy Tom liked to drink Tippy Tom would raise a stink Tippy Tom would stumble out Tippy Tom would walk about Tippy Toms gone missing

when your round you’ll roll through towns never staying for the night but when your square you’ll just sit there

I sat there on my couch all night And waited for one to come out These things are hard to catch you… If you move they scatter about Finally it poked out it’s nose