Don't put your finger up your nose 'Cause your nose knows, it's not the place it goes You can sniffle, you can sneeze but I'm askin' you, please Don't
If I were a flower growing wild and free All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee. And if I were a tree growing tall and greeen All I'd want is you
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I never thought I'd fall again least not like this, With a giggle and a hug and a tickle and a kiss. It's hard to think I'd let myself be captured by
A is for armpit, acne and alchemy, Au naturel and alcohol, albatross and atrophy, Athlete's foot and anchovy, asthma and autopsy B is for bombshell,
My little sister Agatha, while reading in her chair, Accidently spilt her milk which splattered everywhere. She went to get a rag with which to wipe
As you sleep so peacefully, So innocent and new I keep thinking of the future Joys will share with you. Though you are the sweetest baby Lying here
Aunt Anna came to our house to visit us again. She talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and then She told my sister to eat
Once when I was all alone on a mountain by the sea I eyed a one eyed cyclops looking straight at me Her head was green and hairy. She had a dozen toes
In the middle of the city In the middle of the day We parked our car, We locked the door Then we walked away But bad guys broke into our car They broke
Just like a rusty pick-up truck that's missing it's front wheel When you are not beside me, that's just the way I feel Like peanut butter without jam
Mike hit the window with the sledge; We all heard it break. Dave took a crowbar to the porch; Made every rafter shake. Dan tore down the kitchen wall
Have you ever thought to consider What it might be like to be A black and yellow fuzzy buzzing Bumblebee like me I get migraines, I get headaches, I
Mom came home from the store last night With groceries in her left arm and groceries in her right. She asked me why I'd left the door unlocked And
Went to the pound, got me a dog; I won't forget the day I brought her home, she wagged her tail and she began to play Dig a hole, dig a hole Dig a hole
I used to know a caterpillar Who would always try To eat a lot so she would grow Into a butterfly She didn't like to crawl around Inching slowly so She
A chameleon changes colors When it wishes to, From brown to black and back again-- To almost any hue. It blends in with the grass or leaves Or with
