Listen to tNtS, child,

        Listen to tS

        Listen to tS

        tS

        Listen to the NEVER hAVES

        ten close to me-

        Anything    happen, child,

        ANYthING    be.

        Ill tell you tory of Jimmy Jet-

        And you knoelll you is true.

        o cV set

        almost as much as you.

        cc

        till he grew pale and lean,

        From "t; to "te Late S;

        And all tween.

        cill his eyes were frozen wide,

        And tom greo his chair.

        And urned into a tuning dial,

        And antennae gre of his hair.

        And urned into tV tubes,

        And o a tV screeen.

        And t;VERt" and ";

        Grew where his ears had been.

        And    looked like a tail

        So tle Jim.

        And noead of cV

        e all sit around and ch him.

        Oh, if youre a bird, be an early bird

        And catc plate.

        If youre a bird, be an early early bird-

        But if youre a e.

        A piece of sky

        Broke off and fell

        the ceiling

        Rigo my soup,

        KERPLOP!

        I really must state

        t I usually e

        Lentil soup, but I ate

        Every drop!

        Delicious delicious

        (A bit like plaster),

        But so delicious, goodness sake-

        I could en a lentil-soup lake.

        Its amazing the difference

        A bit of sky    make.

        Oen

        By a boa strictor,

        A boa strictor,

        A boa strictor,

        Im beien by a boa strictor,

        And I dont like it--o.

        ell, w do you know?

        Its nibblin my toe.

        Oh, gee,

        Its up to my knee.

        Oh my,

        Its up to my thigh.

        Oh, fiddle,

        Its up to my middle.

        Oh, heck,

        Its up to my neck.

        Oh, dread,

        Its upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .

        Once I spoke the flowers,

        Once I uood eacerpillar said,

        Once I smiled i at tarlings,

        And sion he housefly

        in my bed.

        Once I ions

        of ts,

        And joihe g of each falling dying

        flake of snow,

        Once I spoke the flowers. . . .

        go?

        go?

        Buy Seins Poetry

        If you o school.

        teardrop of a g ant would be your swimming pool.

        A crumb of cake

        And last you seven days at least,

        A flea would be a frig

        If you were one incall.

        If you he door,

        And it ake about a monto get doo tore.

        A bit of fluff would be your bed,

        Youd shread,

        And himble on your head

        If you were one incall.

        Youd surf across tcick of gum.

        You couldnt    o humb.

        Youd run from peoples feet in fright,

        to move a pen ake all night,

        (took fourteen years to e--

        Cause Im just one incall).

        I opened my eyes

        And looked up at the rain,

        And it dripped in my head

        And floo my brain,

        And all t I hear as I lie in my bed

        Is ty-sloshe rain in my head.

        I step very softly,

        I walk very slow,

        I t do a and--

        I might overflow,

        So pardon t said--

        Im just not theres rain in my head.

        the sidewalk ends

        And before treet begins,

        And t and we,

        And t,

        And ts from

        to cool in t wind.

        Let us leave the smoke blows black

        And treet winds and bends.

        Past ts w flrow

        e s is measured and slow,

        And ce arrows go

        to the sidewalk ends.

        Yes    is measured and slow,

        And well go we arrows go,

        For they know

        the sidewalk ends.
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