#AmericanWriters
They’re buildin’ the gallows outsi… I got 25 minutes to go. And in 25 minutes I’ll be in Hell… I got 24 minutes to go. Well, they give me some beans for…
Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom? He got tickled by his mom. Wiggled and giggled and fell on th… Laughed and rolled right out the d… All the way to school and then
This evening I unzipped my skin And carefully unscrewed my head, Exactly as I always do When I prepare myself for bed. And while I slept a coo-coo came
When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter—someone new? Someone better—maybe YOU!
Where did you get such a dirty fac… My darling dirty-faced child? I got it from crawling along in th… And biting two buttons off Jeremy… I got it from chewing the roots of…
I went to the doctor– He reached down my throat, He pulled out a shoe And a little toy boat, He pulled out a skate
Hey boys you know once I was took… And the first time that I wasn’t… But I’m an ingenious feller yeah… I tiptoed right down to my cellar… Oh her arms are iron her legs are…
Now a friend of mine, way back in… You know, he finally made his pile… Well he got himself a mansion on… An’ he was livin’ in the latest st… But I run into him, he was eatin’…
There is a place where the sidewal… And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and… And there the sun burns crimson br… And there the moon-bird rests from…
You gotta wake up every mornin’, t… kitchen cook me great T-bone steak Serve it to me in bed go down the… bring me back all the money you ma… You gotta rub my body with sweet s…
I am writing these poems From inside a lion, And it’s rather dark in here. So please excuse the handwriting Which may not be too clear.
Nentis Nan, he’s my man, I go do im each chanz I gan. He sicks me down an creans my teed Wid mabel syrub, tick an’ sweed, An ten he filks my cavakies
I broke into the bank on Sunday, You should see the money I got. I couldn’t drag it home ‘til Mond… ’Cause it sure weighed an awful lo… Then I sat down to count it,
Oh, the thumb-sucker’s thumb May look wrinkled and wet And withered, and white as the sno… But the taste of a thumb Is the s… (As only we thumb-suckers know).
Dave McGunn was a surfin’ bum, ha… From Waikiki to the Bering Sea,… Now he hung offshore ’bout a mile… And his wild eyes gleamed as he sc… To ride the perfect wave.