#AmericanWriters
Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns
This boat that we just built is ju… And don’t try to tell us it’s not. The sides and the back are divine— It’s the bottom I guess we forgot…
Clarence Lee from Tennessee Loved the commercials he saw on T… He watched with wide believing eye… And bought everything they adverti… Cream to make his skin feel better
Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and than… Christmas dinner’s dark and blue When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view. Sunday dinner isn’t sunny
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…
So you heard there was a spark of… You come back to kill it like you… You found it weak and tremblin’ ha… And you kicked it choke it stepped… Kick it again it’s still breathing
I opened my eyes And looked up at the rain And it dripped into my head And flowed into my brain So pardon this wild crazy thing I…
Whosever room this is should be as… His underwear is hanging on the la… His raincoat is there in the overs… And the chair is becoming quite mu… His workbook is wedged in the wind…
One two three four five six seven… I’m standin’ on the outside lookin… Lookin’ out at me on the outside l… Through the window of my madness a… And you say you understand just wh…
Oh if you read in the papers that… A gettin’ in an out of some millio… She may fool you with her smile bu… That’s just her poor hopeless hear… So you were down at Joe’s on the…
I met her on a corner in Duluth (That’s the truth.) She was tryin’ to fix her shoe i… (Her name was Ruth.) She said she was just waiting for…
“If you’re sloppy, that’s just fin… If you’re moody, I won’t mind. If you’re fat, that’s fine with me… If you’re skinny, let it be. If you’re bossy, that’s alright.
Mrs. McTwitter was the baby-sitte… I think she’s a little bit crazy. She thinks a baby-sitter’s suppose… To sit upon the baby.
She wouldn’t believe This pencil has A magical eraser. She said I was a silly moo, She said I was a liar too,
In the laid back California town… Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetca… You probably knew her well She was stoned 15 of her 18 years And her story was widely told,
