< GOD’S WHEEL >God says to me with kind of a smile,“Hey how would you like to be God awhileAnd steer the world?”“Okay,” says I, “I’ll give it a try.Where do I set?How much do I get?What time is lunch?What time is lunch?When can I quit?”“Gimme back that where,” says God,“I don’t think you’re quite ready yet.”< SHADOW RACE >Every time I`ve raced my shadowWhen the sun was at my back,It always ran ahead of me.Always got the best of me.But every time I`ve raced my shadowWhen my face was toward the sun,I won.
< ROCK ’N’ ROLL BAND >If we were a rock’n’roll band,We’d travel all over the band.We’d play and we’d sing and wear spangly things,If we were a rock’n’roll band.If we were a rock’n’roll band,And we were up there on the stand,The people would hear us and love us and cheer us,Hurray for that rock’n’roll band.If we were a rock’n’roll band,Then we’d have a million fans.We’d giggle and laugh and sign autographs,If we were a rock’n’roll band.If we were a rock’n’roll band,The people would all kiss our hands.We’d be millionaires and have extra long hair,If we were a rock’n’roll band.But we ain’t no rock’n’roll band,We’re just seven kids in the sandWith homemade guitars and pails and jarsAnd drums of potato chip cans.Just seven kids in the sand.Talkin’ and wavin’ our hands,And dreamin’ and thinkin’ oh wouldn’t it be grand,If we were a rock’n’roll band.
< RHINO PEN >Tell me then,Of all you’ve seen,What could be more preposterousThan forgetting your penAnd writing a themeWithThe HornOf APatientRhinocerous?
< THE MEEHOO WITH AN EXACTLYWATT >Knock knock?Who’s there?Me!Me who?That’s right!What’s right?Meehoo!That’s what I want to know!What’s what you want to know?Me who?Yes,exactly!Exactly what?Yes,I have an Exactlywatt on a chain!Exactly what on a chain?Yes!Yes what?No,Exactlywatt!That’s what I want to know!I told you─Exactlywatt!!Exactly what?Yes!Yes what?Yes,it’s with me!What’s with you?Exactlywatt─that’s what’s with me.Me who?Yes!Go away!Knock knock......
< FEAR >Barnabus BrowningWas scared of drowning,So he never would swimOr get into a boatOr take a bathOr cross a moat.He just sat day and nightWith his door locked tightAnd the windows nailed down,Shaking with fearThat a wave might appear,And cried so many tearsThat they filled up the roomAnd he drowned.
Shel Silverstein (2)
