#AmericanWriters
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…
God says to me with a kind of smil… ‘Hey how would you like to be God… And steer the world?’ ‘Okay,’ says I, 'I’ll give it a t… Where do I set?
Runny lent to the wibrary And there were bundreds of hooks’… Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one
Everybody says I’m paranoid they… They all smile to my face but they… They put poison in my coffee they… They put spiders in my tennis shoe… It’s hard to stop and figure out w…
I said, 'I’ll take the T-bone ste… A soft voice mooed, ‘Oh wow.’ And I looked up and realized The waitress was a cow. I cried, 'Mistake—forget the the…
I’ll sing you a poem of a silly yo… Who played with the world at the e… But he only loved one single thing… And that was just a peanut-butter… His scepter and his royal gowns,
(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…
A hippo sandwich is easy to make. All you do is simply take One slice of bread, One slice of cake, Some mayonnaise,
No I can’t touch the clouds for y… I’ve never done the things that yo… I’ve stretched as high as I can r… Cause I can’t touch the clouds or… No I can’t reach the clouds or to…
I went to the doctor– He reached down my throat, He pulled out a shoe And a little toy boat, He pulled out a skate
Well it wasn’t too very long ago y… And other folks walked around kind… Sayin’ Yowzah and Sho nuff and Y… It was ashes to ashes and dust to… So they quietly moved to the back…
No one knows my lady when she’s lo… No one sees the fantasies and fear… There are those who’ve shared her… But no one hears my lady when she… No one hears my lady when she crie…
The Moon she is a pretty girl who… And that old cloud he’s a great ol… He loves her from afar When Lady Moon smiles down on him… So he starts to sing to her and th…
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).
Depends on if the judge is fair, Depends how high the heels you wea… Depends on if they count the hair, Depends if they allow the chair.