#AmericanWriters
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…
Walk into a restaurant with chicke… Look at the menu I want roastbeaf… A waitress comes up I order baked… Oh when she brings it I want ham’… Because my mind keeps a movin’ bou…
Oh, the thumb-sucker’s thumb May look wrinkled and wet And withered, and white as the sno… But the taste of a thumb Is the s… (As only we thumb-suckers know).
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…
I am writing these poems From inside a lion, And it’s rather dark in here. So please excuse the handwriting Which may not be too clear.
She’s a liberated lady and she’… And she don’t need your protecti… And she does not want your help. And if you’re lookin’ for some… You better go look somewhere else,
The hard coal’s called bituminous, Or is that anthracite? Stalactites grow down from caves, Or do I mean stalagmites? Those fluffy clounds are nimbus -
Well hey Miss Go-Go won’t you st… Cause the song you dance to it got… There’s a lotta things those long… Yeah but the words don’t reach ya Oh where you’re goin’ you dance to…
Oh they won’t let us show it at th… They think we’re gonna grab it if… And they won’t let us show it at t… But you can show it in your parlor… You can show it at a party with yo…
I have nothing to put in my stew,… Not a bone or a bean or a black-ey… So I’ll just climb in the pot to… If I can make a stew out of me. I’ll put in some pepper and salt a…
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me… Went for a ride in a flying shoe. “Hooray!” “What fun!" “It’s time we flew!”
I’ve discovered a way to stay frie… There’s really nothing to it. I simply tell you what to do And you do it!!
“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,
Dave McGunn was a surfin’ bum, ha… From Waikiki to the Bering Sea,… Now he hung offshore ’bout a mile… And his wild eyes gleamed as he sc… To ride the perfect wave.
Now a friend of mine, way back in… You know, he finally made his pile… Well he got himself a mansion on… An’ he was livin’ in the latest st… But I run into him, he was eatin’…