#AmericanWriters
I have fought against the poodle w… I have faced the fearsome kitten,… And somehow I’ve evaded the enorm… Of the frighteningly ferocious Sh… My triumph o’er the rabbit is now…
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
Listen to Mustn’ts, child, listen… Listen to the Shouldn’ts, the Imp… Listen to the Never Haves, then l… Anything can happen, child, Anyth…
Eat a tomato and you’ll turn red (I don’t think that’s really so); Eat a carrot and you’ll turn orang… (Still and all, you never know); Eat some spinach and you’ll turn g…
She had the jitters She had the flu She showed up late She missed her cue She kicked the director
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…
He’ll be comin’ down the road at t… His head thrown back and his guns… He’s comin’ after Jinny wants to… Oh he boasted in town but she love… He said anyone try to stop him wou…
Ain’t the snow fallin’ just a bit… Aren’t they building the stairs a… And the town’s really changin’ in… The young folks they’re growin’ ex… And the newspaper print it’s becom…
As I walk down to Bishop Street… Now she was young and pretty too And on a string she walked with a… Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo now wh… It’s not the doll with eyes of blu…
They had a Rotten Convention And everyone was there: Hamburger Face and Gruesome Grac… And the Skull with the slimy hair… There was Mr. Mud and the Creepi…
She put in her clothes, Then thought she’d get A free bath here At the launderette. So round she goes now,
Once I spoke the language of the… Once I understood each word the c… Once I smiled in secret at the go… And shared a conversation with the… in my bed.
My skin is kind of sort of brownis… Pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, But I’m told they look orange in… My hair is reddish blondish brown,
(Daddy what if the sun stop shinin… If the sun stopped shinin’ you’d b… You’d stare at the heavens with wi… And the wind would carry your ligh… And the sun would start shinin’ ag…
Nentis Nan, he’s my man, I go do im each chanz I gan. He sicks me down an creans my teed Wid mabel syrub, tick an’ sweed, An ten he filks my cavakies