Where is his little brother?
Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 9:44 pm
Shel Silverstein wrote:What a day,
Oh what a day.
My baby brother ran away,
And now my tuba will not play.
I'm eight years old
And turning grey, Oh what a day, Oh what a day.
Shel Silverstein wrote:What a day,
Oh what a day.
My baby brother ran away,
And now my tuba will not play.
I'm eight years old
And turning grey, Oh what a day, Oh what a day.
Uncle Shelby wrote: W is for wish.
Do you want to have your wish?
When your tooth falls out,
put it under your pillow
and make a wish.
When you wake up,
the tooth will be gone
and there will be a shiny new dime.
You will have ten cents.
How would you like to have $3.20?
D-is-for-Daddy
See Daddy sleeping on the couch.
See Daddy's hair.
Daddy needs a haircut.
Poor Daddy.
Daddy has no money for a haircut.
Daddy spends all his money to buy you toys and oatmeal.
Poor Daddy cannot have a haircut.
See the scissors . . .
Poor poor poor poor Daddy