Category Shel Silverstein

The Bridge

This bridge will only take you halfway thereTo those mysterious lands you long to see:Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fairsAnd moonlit woods where unicorns run free.So come and walk awhile with me and shareThe twisting trails and wondrous worlds…

The Boa Constrictor Song

I’m being swallered by a Boa Constrictora Boa Constrictor, a Boa ConstrictorI’m being swallered by a Boa Constrictorand I don’t — like snakes — one bit!Oh no, he swallered my toe.Oh gee, he swallered my knee.Oh fiddle, he swallered my…

The Bear, The Fire, And The Snow

“I live in fear of the snow,” said the bear.“Whenever it’s here, be sure I’ll be there.Oh, the pain and the cold,when one’s bearish and old.I live in fear of the snow.” “I live in fear of the fire,” said…

The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

The morning sun touched lightly onThe eyes of Lucy JordanIn her white suburban bedroomIn a white suburban town,As she lay there ‘neath the covers,Dreaming of a thousand lovers,Till the world turned to orangeAnd the room went spinning ’round. At the…

The Bagpipe Who Didn’t Say No

It was nine o’clock at midnight at a quarter after threeWhen a turtle met a bagpipe on the shoreside by the sea,And the turtle said, “My dearie,May I sit with you? I’m weary.”And the bagpipe didn’t say no.Said the turtle…

Testing The Bomb

Oh they’re testing the bomb as I’m singing this songThey say not to worry cause nothing can go wrongThey’re testing the bomb as I’m singing this songThey say not to worry cause nothing can

Tell Me

Tell me I’m clever,Tell me I’m kind,Tell me I’m talented,Tell me I’m cute,Tell me I’m sensitive,Graceful and wise,Tell me I’m perfect-But tell me the truth.

Sylvia’s Mother

Sylvia’s mother says Sylvia’s busy,too busy to come to the phone .Sylvia’s mother says Sylvia’s tryingto start a new life of her own.Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s happy…So why don’t you leave her alone?” And the operator says“Forty cents more, for…

Sure Hit Songwriter’s Pen

Now I was hangin’ round Nashville writin’ songs and playin’ ’em for all of the starsWatchin’ ’em laugh and hand ’em back livin’ on hope and Hershey barsSo I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket home and I’s headin’…

Stupid Pencil Maker

Some dummy built this pencil wrong,The eraser’s down here where the point belongs,And the point’s at the top — so it’s no good to me,It’s amazing how stupid some people can be.