Homework Machine
The Homework Machine, oh, the Homework Machine
Most perfect contraption that's ever been seen.
Just put in your homework, then drop in a dime,
Snap on the switch, and in ten seconds' time,
Your homework comes out, quick and clean as can be.
Here it is–"nine plus four?" and the answer is "three."
Three?
Oh me...
I guess it's not as perfect
As I thought it would be.
Put Something In
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,'
Put something silly in the world
That ain't been there before
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
And dip my old cold toes in
Sick
"I cannot go to schools 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 gong 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 instamatic flu.
I cought and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke–
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
"I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is –what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is...Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!
