On the way to the bottom I met an ole friend of mine He said 'Buddy, I do believe this is the end of the line’ I said 'The end of the line’

Hey dragged up my holly and I pul… Hey rig down the road I tore 'em… I wheeled right in them swinging d… Out through the window with half o… Everybody stopped and roared here…

There´s a shadow on the sun I se… Kiss it away, Kiss it away And there´s hurt down deep inside… Kiss it away, Kiss it away All the hard times we been through

They’re buildin’ the gallows outsi… I got 25 minutes to go. And in 25 minutes I’ll be in Hell… I got 24 minutes to go. Well, they give me some beans for…

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…

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,

(Hey the truth might hurt so I’m… Hey you better not ask me where I… Why my eyes are shinin’ and my spi… You better not ask if I been doin… And you better not ask me bout the…

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

‘A genuine anteater,’ The pet man told my dad. Turned out, it was an aunt eater, And now my uncle’s mad!

You gotta wake up every mornin’, t… kitchen cook me great T-bone steak Serve it to me in bed go down the… bring me back all the money you ma… You gotta rub my body with sweet s…

The Homework Machine, Oh, the Homework Machine, Most perfect contraption that’s ev… Just put in your homework, then dr… Snap on the switch, and in ten sec…

If I had a brontosaurus I would name him Morris or Horace… But if suddenly one day he had a l… I would change his name to Laurie…

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.

Oh the changing of the seasons it’… And though I find this balmy weat… There’s the wind come from tomorro… And I’m bound for the changing of… Oh it’s blowin’ in Chicago and it…

I asked the Zebra: Are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me: Are you good with bad habits?