Wandering ‘round a winding mazeof plastic chairs and carpet squaresStaring through the window glazeAt…
There was a little park, a mile from homeI and my daughter, many an evening there, roam.
Till sunshine swamps the recluse, and rover
A simple idea.As simple as can be.Show it to people.And they will agree.
Though I weepI will singThough I keepWonderingIf I’m doneIf I’m spentOverrunDiscontent
There’s a party going on in the house I made That I’d built from scratch when I plied my tradeAnd the music…
There was a man Who had three sons.And boy those sons knew howto have some fun!
Who will plunge a tree should grow it tallest