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

Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips

He gathered up used paper A broken mug and coffee pot A cracked plate, a crooked rake And a tomato that begun to rot He gathered these things thinking

Little sneezing Cynthia Never covered her mouth She would sneeze oh so loud It could be heard clear down south Her sneezing startled the neighbor…

This is the boat of issues come on hop in here son “I don’t know if theres room to fit” “who’s one here?”

The itsy bisty spider Came out the water spout Chased away my dog And drove my neighbors out I’ve stayed in this tree

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

Carry a stamp if you need Carry markers, make sure they blee… Carry a pencil, a pen, a knife Carry these with you all of your l… Carry a chisel, carve in bark

No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined

I put a saddle on a whale I traveled faster than all could s… I can’t return home though I’ve been stranded on rocks Since people get angry

He moved so very quietly Peeking through the blades of gras… Of the tribe of lion hunters He was the very last He leapt from the bushes

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