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

Hello is this Houston It’s the man on the moon Yah life up heres great And theirs plenty of room I’ve found no life

Have you ever wondered How the clouds move along If you believe its the wind I’ll tell you that your wrong I sit behind these clouds

Could a time machine exist if it was built to fix the wrong because if we have a perfect past we wouldnt need one

They finally caught him Old no neck nick They tried plenty before But he gave them the slip He’s short and he’s quick

Everyone knows of the billy goat g… In every dark alley and valley the… Whenever wolves go out, they go ou… For if the gang catches them they… The walls are tagged with their ma…

My brain hurts from thinking all the thunks that I have thought or is it from the thoughts of thin… now it hurts more than it ought

My parents trained the dog To let me know When dinner was ready So in I’d go I once came home late

I always tuck my tongues Down into my socks I wouldn’t want them to scrape the… And have to taste the rocks I look out for my shoes

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

Stack your Problems Up real High Stack

If you walk past me Oh, the things you would not know There’s plenty of stories and tale… If you stop to say hello

His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”