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Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.
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anything-can-be
musn-t
shouldn-t
won-t
hope
inspirational
possibilities
impossible
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Shel Silverstein |
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There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.
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Shel Silverstein |
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If you are a dreamer come in If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer If youre a pretender com sit by my fire For we have some flax golden tales to spin
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poetry
imagination
make-believe
wisher
liar
wishes
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Shel Silverstein |
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cfa6c4b
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I cannot go to school today" Said little Peggy Ann McKay. "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry. I'm going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I've counted sixteen chicken pox. And there's one more - that's seventeen, And don't you think my face looks green? My leg is cut, my eyes are blue, It might be the instamatic flu. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke..
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poem
funny
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Shel Silverstein |
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56c98c6
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The Voice There is a voice inside of you That whispers all day long, "I feel this is right for me, I know that this is wrong." No teacher, preacher, parent, friend Or wise man can decide
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true-to-self
wring
inner-voice
leaders
teachers
parents
right
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Shel Silverstein |
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3fe36b7
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Once there was a tree, and she loved a little boy.
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Shel Silverstein |
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Do a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before.
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silly
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Shel Silverstein |
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She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by- And never knew.
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masks
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Shel Silverstein |
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The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old man nodded, "So do I." But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
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youth
poetry
old-age
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Shel Silverstein |
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5f6a419
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Draw a crazy picture, Write a nutty poem, Sing a mumble-gumble song, Whistle through your comb. Do a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor,
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Shel Silverstein |
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Nobody loves me, nobody cares, Nobody picks me peaches and pears. Nobody offers me candy and Cokes, Nobody listens and laughs at me jokes. Nobody helps when I get into a fight, Nobody does all my homework at night. Nobody misses me, Nobody cries, Nobody thinks I'm a wonderful guy. So, if you ask me who's my best friend, in a whiz, I'll stand up and tell you NOBODY is! But yesterday night I got quite a scare I woke up and Nobody just WASN'T ..
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Shel Silverstein |
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I will not play at tug o' war. I'd rather play at hug o' war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles And rolls on the rug, Where everyone kisses, And everyone grins, And everyone cuddles, And everyone wins.
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Shel Silverstein |
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All The Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas Layin' In The Sun, Talkin' 'Bout The Things They Woulda-Coulda-Shoulda Done... But All Those Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas
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Shel Silverstein |
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b62f608
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All The Woulda-Coulda-Shoulda
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inspirational
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Shel Silverstein |
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1833e73
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My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
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Shel Silverstein |
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Underneath my outside face There's a face that none can see. A little less smiley, A little less sure, But a whole lot more like me.
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Shel Silverstein |
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671e753
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Magic Sandra's seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold. Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf, But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.
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magic
poem
humor
life
goblin
leprechaun
make-magic
mermaid
troll
witch
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Shel Silverstein |
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74c03b2
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Tell my 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.
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Shel Silverstein |
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There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-..
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song
forever-and-a-day
when-broken-is-easily-fixed
silverstein
lyrics
music-lyrics
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Shel Silverstein |
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a0ec58e
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I asked the Zebra, are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me, Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits? Are you noisy with quiet times? Or are you quiet with noisy times? Are you happy with some sad days? Or are you sad with some happy days? Are you neat with some sloppy ways? Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
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Shel Silverstein |
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When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?
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Shel Silverstein |
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EARLY BIRD Oh, if you're a bird, be an early bird And catch the worm for your breakfast plate. If you're a bird, be an early early bird-- But if you're a worm, sleep late.
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poem
life
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Shel Silverstein |
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63042d2
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i made myself a snowball As perfect as can 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 it's head.
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pets
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Shel Silverstein |
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c5abc82
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If you have to dry the dishes (Such an awful boring chore) If you have to dry the dishes ('Stead of going to the store) If you have to dry the dishes And you drop one on the floor Maybe they won't let you Dry the dishes anymore
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Shel Silverstein |
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If you have to dry the dishe
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inspirational
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Shel Silverstein |
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Anything is possible. Anything can be.
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inspirational
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Shel Silverstein |
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The baby bat Screamed out in fright,
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dark
light
fear
humor
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Shel Silverstein |
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and she loved a boy very, very much-- even more than she loved herself.
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Shel Silverstein |
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Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed. Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets, And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow, Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . . How did it go? How did it go?
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Shel Silverstein |
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86ad119
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I know a way to stay friends forever, There's really nothing to it,
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Shel Silverstein |
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why can't you see i'm a kid', said the kid. Why try to make me like you? Why are you hurt when I don't cuddle? Why do you sigh when I splash through a puddle? Why do you scream when I do what I did? Im a kid.
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poetry
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Shel Silverstein |
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1e126f9
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So I'm all of love that could make it today.
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Shel Silverstein |
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If you're sloppy, that's just fine. If you're moody, I won't mind. If you're fat, that's fine with me. If you're skinny, let it be. If you're bossy, that's all right. if you're nasty, I won't fight. If you're rough, well that's just you. If you're mean, that's all right too. Whatever you are is all okay. I don't like you anyway.
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Shel Silverstein |
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If there is a book you want to read but isn`t written yet,write it.
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Shel Silverstein |
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0900cfa
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And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
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Shel Silverstein |
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8703ad6
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No Difference Small as a peanut, Big as a giant, We're all the same size When we turn off the light. Rich as a sultan, Poor as a mite, We're all worth the same When we turn off the light. Red, black or orange, Yellow or white, We all look the same When we turn off the light. So maybe the way, To make everything right
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joining
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Shel Silverstein |
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85f1ba8
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No Differenc
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inspirational
joining
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Shel Silverstein |
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0e1e8c6
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True story This morning I jumped on my horse And went for a ride, And some wild outlaws chased me And shot me in the side. So I crawled into a wildcats cave To find a place to hide But some pirates found me sleeping there And soon they had me tied To a pole and built a fire Under me---I almost cried Till a mermaid came and cut me loose And begged to be my bride So I said id come back Wednesday But I must admit I lied. Then I ran into a jung..
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poem
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Shel Silverstein |
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661808c
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Somebody has to go polish the stars, They're looking a little bit dull. Somebody has to go polish the stars, For the eagles and starlings and gulls Have all been complaining they're tarnished and worn, They say they want new ones we cannot afford. So please get your rags And your polishing jars, Somebody has to go polish the stars.
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Shel Silverstein |
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FROZEN DREAM I'll take the dream I had last night And put it in my freezer, So someday long and far away When I'm an old grey geezer, I'll take it out and thaw it out, This lovely dream I've frozen, And boil it up and sit me down A dip my old cold toes in.
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Shel Silverstein |
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23e65e6
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And after a long time the boy came back again. "I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but I have nothing left to give you- My apples are gone." "My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy. "My branches are gone," said the tree. "You cannot swing on them-" "I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy. "My trunk is gone," said the tree. "You cannot climb-" "I am too tired to climb," said the boy. "I am sorry," sighed the tree...
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Shel Silverstein |
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965405c
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everything isn't everything
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Shel Silverstein |
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I'm making a list I'm making a list of things I must say For politeness, And goodness and kindness and gentleness Sweetness and rightness: Hello Pardon me How are you? Excuse me Bless you May I? Thank you Goodbye If you know some that I've forgot, Please stick them in you eye!
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poems
manners
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Shel Silverstein |
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7adf92a
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So what if nobody came? I'll have all the ice cream and tea, And I'll laugh with myself,
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Shel Silverstein |