Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

Its amazing the difference

If you were one inch tall.

A crumb of cake would be a feast

Listen to the MUSTNTS, child,

Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,

Youd run from peoples feet in fright,

And there the grass grows soft and white,

We all sit around and watch him.

By a boa constrictor,

And flowed into my brain,

Broke off and fell

And wear a thimble on your head

Right into my soup,

Oh, fiddle,

Cause Im just one inch tall).

Ill tell you the story of Jimmy Jet-

And now instead of him watching TV

Its up to my middle.

And all that I hear as I lie in my bed

Its up to my knee.

I step very softly,

And there the moon-bird rests fr九-九-藏-书-网om his flight

So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--

And last you seven days at least,

Delicious delicious

The place where the sidewalk ends.

Then listen close to me-

almost as much as you.

flake of snow,

If you were one inch tall.

I really must state

There is a place where the sidewalk ends

Its nibblin my toe.

And you know what I telll you is true.

And all the shows between.

For the children, they mark, and the children, they know

Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .

in my bed.

Anything can happen, child,

He watched all day, he watched all night

Its up to my neck.

Im being eaten by a boa constrictor,

Listen to the www.99lib.netNEVER HAVES

And the dark street winds and bends.

And shared a conversation with the housefly

And joined the crying of each falling dying

If youre a bird, be an early early bird-

So we plugged in little Jim.

The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONTS

And his face to a TV screeen.

That I usually hate

But if youre a worm, sleep late.

And he grew a plug that looked like a tail

Oh, if youre a bird, be an early bird

I could have eaten a lentil-soup lake.

And there the sun burns crimson bright,

Once I heard and answered all the questions

To move a pen would take all night,

And his brains turned into TV tubes,

Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,

And it would take about a month to get down to the store.

Well, what九*九*藏*书*网 do you know?

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,

But so delicious, goodness sake-

You couldnt hug your mama, youd just have to hug her thumb.

Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow

Yes well walk with a walk that is measured and slow,

Its upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .

To cool in the peppermint wind.

Till he grew pale and lean,

Listen to the SHOULDNTS

And his chin turned into a tuning dial,

And I dont like it--one bit.

Buy Shel Silversteins Poetry

Oh my,

And two knobs saying "VERT" and "HORIZ."

(This poem took fourteen years to write--

Youd surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum.

Through the crack in the ceiling

How did it go?

And his bottom g九*九*藏*书*网rew into his chair.

Oh, dread,

How did it go?

He watched till his eyes were frozen wide,

Lentil soup, but I ate

From "The Early Show" to "The Late Late Show"

He loved to watch his TV set

Every drop!

I opened my eyes

And looked up at the rain,

Its up to my thigh.

Grew where his ears had been.

I might overflow,

And antennae grew out of his hair.

We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black

I walk very slow,

A bit of sky can make.

If you were only one inch tall, youd ride a worm to school.

Oh, Im being eaten

(A bit like plaster),

Im just not the same since theres rain in my head.

Youd swing upon a spiders thread,

And catch the worm for your breakfast plate.

Oh, gee,

of the crickets,

And watch where the chalk-white arrows go

Listen to the DONTS

A piece of sky

A flea would be a frightening beast

And well go where the chalk-white arrows go,

I cant do a handstand--

The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool.

A bit of fluff would be your bed,

To the place where the sidewalk ends.

And before the street begins,

If you were only one inch tall, youd walk beneath the door,

And it dripped in my head

A boa constrictor,

A boa constrictor,

ANYTHING can be.

KERPLOP!

Oh, heck,