He was the greatest hero From a time that’s long and passed He cleans the streets to this day Though he now gets easily gassed They found him wondering in a park…

There once was a man from Nantuck… Who sat out and played on his buck… He was joined by a singer from Ma… Who’s blues so sweet, would make i… Together they’d play, nearly every…

Everyone knows of the billy goat g… In every dark alley and valley the… Whenever wolves go out, they go ou… For if the gang catches them they… The walls are tagged with their ma…

Martin J, Martin J Simply loved the month of May March and April were to grey And nothing compared To his month of May

There was a man once Who did not step on cracks’ For the fear he had Of breaking his back He’d hop and he’d skip

If I could invent one thing It would be a bubble blower I’d make myself a bubble friend And really get to know her I’d make myself some bubble boxers

Hey diddle diddle you’ve reached t… And it appears you’ve not run away So try your best To finish the rest Even if it takes all the next day

He was deemed the greatest no arme… Before his first fight ever begun He may have lost every match But he’s the best, and only one

I just witnessed a crime what do… Do I tell the cops what I had to… But I’m afraid if I do I’ll get… Since one had looked at me Oh well here it goes

Brooke got her name Because she likes to babble Teller got his name Because he likes To tattle Shaky got his name

The things I must do Oh the things I must do I must polish the dishes And wash my shoes The things I must do

Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance

I climbed up a tree once Just to look out I sat and I watched As a bird flew about I looked down to notice