#AmericanWriters
Somebody has to go polish the star… They’re looking a little bit dull. Somebody has to go polish the star… For the eagles and starlings and g… Have all been complaining they’re…
Would you like to buy a dog with a… He is quite the strangest dog ther… Though he’s not too good at knowin… just exactly where he’s going, He is very very good at sitting do…
This bridge will only take you hal… To those mysterious lands you long… Through gypsy camps and swirling… And moonlit woods where unicorns r… So come and walk awhile with me an…
I made myself a snowball As perfect as could be. I thought I’d keep it as a pet And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas
If you were only one inch tall, yo… The teardrop of a crying ant would… A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beas…
You may be lookin’ for me but I a… I’m still lookin’ for myself and… When I found who I am and where… And if you come round again maybe… You wanna follow me but honey can’…
No– I did not take a nap – The nap– took– me off the bed and out the window far beyond the sea, to a land where sleepy heads
‘I live in fear of the snow,’ said… 'Whenever it’s here, be sure I’ll… Oh, the pain and the cold, when one’s bearish and old. I live in fear of the snow.'
Hungry Mungry sat at supper, Took his knife and spoon and fork, Ate a bowl of mushroom soup, ate a… Ate a dozen stewed tomatoes, twent… Fifteen shrimps, nine bakes potato…
Tell me I’m clever, Tell me I’m kind, Tell me I’m talented, Tell me I’m cute, Tell me I’m sensitive,
Oh, ever since my Masochistic Bab… I got nothin’ to hit but the wal… She loved me when I beat her, But I started actin’ sweeter, And that was no way to treat her a…
Well it wasn’t too very long ago y… And other folks walked around kind… Sayin’ Yowzah and Sho nuff and Y… It was ashes to ashes and dust to… So they quietly moved to the back…
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
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would not take the garbage out! She’d scour the pots and scrape th… Candy the yams and spice the hams, And though her daddy would scream…
CHORUS We’ll drink a drink adrink To Lily the Pink the Pink the Pi… The savior of The human ra-a-ace!