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I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I thought I'd keep it as a pet
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first-it wet the bed
LITTLE PIG'S TREAT
Said the pig to his pop,
"There's the candy shop.
Oh, please let's go inside.
And I promise I won't
Make a kid of myself
If you give me a people-back ride."
William Tell, William Tell,
Take your arrow, grip it well,
There's the apple-aim for the middle-
Oh well...you missed by a little.
You've been up on that diving board
Making sure that it's nice and straight.
You've made sure that it's not too slick.
You've made sure it can stand the weight.
You've made sure that the spring is tight.
You've made sure that the cloth won't slip.
You've made sure that it bounces right,
And that your toes can get a grip-
And you've been up there since half past five
Doin' everything...but DIVE.
MY SNEAKY COUSIN
She put in her clothes,
Then thought she'd get
A free bath here
At the launderette.
So round she goes now,
But not too happy.
THE DEADLY EYE
It's the deadly eye
Look away,look away,
As you walk by,
'Cause whoever looks right at it
Surely will die.
It's a good thing you didn't...
Collars are choking,
Pants are expensive,
Jackets are itchy and hot,
So tattooin' Ruth tattooed me a suit.
Now folks think I'm dressed-
When I'm not.
We gave you a chance
To water the plants.
We didn't mean that way-
Now zip up your pants.
THEY SAY I HAVE...
They say I have my father's nose,
My grandpa's eyes,
My mother's hair.
Could it be that my behind's
The only thing that's really mine?
RED FLOWERS FOR YOU
They could be poison ivy,
They might be poison oak,
But anyway, here's your bouquet!
Hey-Can't you take a joke?
I found a flounder and I thought, "Swell,
I'll take it to school for show and tell."
But I forgot, for quite a spell,
To take it to school for show and tell,
And now it's two weeks later....Well...
I'll take it to school for show and smell.
Hi-ho for the Human Balloon.
He guzzles up Pepsis and Cokes,
Then gassy and bloaty
And burping and floaty
He lifts off the ground, while his folks
Hang on to th Human Balloon
As he scoops them right up off the grass,
And as they sail away
They all cheer Hip-Hooray-
And pray he don't run out of gas.
They just had a contest for scariest mask,
And I was the wild and daring one
Who won the contest for scariest mask-
And (sob) I'm not even wearing one.
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