It’s not to hear the marching bands
Or hear the bag pipes drone.
It’s not to see the honored Mayor
Or the float shaped like a phone.
It’s not to see the Little League
Or any Boy Scout Troop.
But who’s a-marching behind the horse
And who steps in the poop.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
What If Stevie Wonder Were Superman?
Fighting crime would still be his mission.
Just without the X-Ray vision.
Just without the X-Ray vision.
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Little Nell
Little Nell had hiccups
Of that there was no doubt.
She hiccup-ed once with so much force
Her head turned inside out.
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Little Nell
Little Nell spun ‘round and ‘round
And then she spun some more.
She spun around a few more times
And spun right through the floor.
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