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THE ONE WHO STAYEDYou should have heard the old men cry, You should have heard the biddiesWhen that sad stranger raised his fluteAnd piped away the kiddies.Katy, Tommy, Meg and BobFollowed, skipped gaily, Red-haired Ruth, my brother Rob, And little crippled Bailey, John and Nils and Cousin Claire, Dancin’, spinnin’, turnin’, ‘Cross the hills to God knows where-They never came returnin’.’Cross the hills to God knows whereThe piper pranced, a leadin’Each child in Hamlin Town but me, And I stayed home unheedin’.My papa says that I was blestFor if that music found me, I’d be witch-cast like all the rest.This town grows old around me.I cannot say I did not hearThat sound so haunting hollow-I heard, I heard, I heard it clear…I was afraid to follow.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
TREE HOUSEA tree house, a free house, A secret you and me house, A high up in the leafy branchesCozy as can be house.A street house, a neat house, Be sure to wipe your feet houseIs not my kind of house at all- Let’s go live in a tree house.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
Ol’ man Simon, planted a diamond. Grew hisself a garden the likes of none. Sprouts all growin’ comin’ up glowin’ Fruit of jewels all shinin’ in the sun. Colors of the rainbow. See the sun and the rain grow sapphires and rubies on ivory vines, Grapes of jade, just ripenin’ in the shade, just ready for the squeezin’ into green jade wine. Pure gold corn there, Blowin’ in the warm air. Ol’ crow nibblin’ on the amnythyst seeds. In between the diamonds, Ol’ man Simon crawls about pullin’ out platinum weeds. Pink pearl berries, all you can carry, put ’em in a bushel and haul ’em into town. Up in the tree there’s opal nuts and gold pears- Hurry quick, grab a stick and shake some down. Take a silver tater, emerald tomater, fresh plump coral melons. Hangin’ in reach. Ol’ man Simon, diggin’ in his diamonds, stops and rests and dreams about one… real… peach.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
EARLY BIRDOh, if you’re a bird, be an early birdAnd catch the worm for your breakfast plate.If you’re a bird, be an early early bird–But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
I will not play at tug o’ war.I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugsInstead of tugs, Where everyone gigglesAnd rolls on the rug, Where everyone kisses, And everyone grins, And everyone cuddles, And everyone wins.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer…If you’re a pretender come sit by my fireFor we have some flax-golden tales to spin.Come in!Come in!
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
MagicSandra’s seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold.Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf, But all the magic I have knownI’ve had to make myself.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
This boat that we just built is just fine – And don’t try to tell us it’s not The sides and the back are divine – It’s the bottom I guess we forgot
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
I’m making a listI’m making a list of things I must sayFor politeness, And goodness and kindness and gentlenessSweetness and rightness:HelloPardon meHow are you?Excuse meBless youMay I?Thank youGoodbyeIf you know some that I’ve forgot, Please stick them in you eye!
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
RAINI opened my eyesAnd looked up at the rain.And it dripped in my headAnd flowed into my brain, And all that I hear as I lie in my bedIs the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.I step very softly, I walk very slow, I can’t do a handstand-I might overflow, So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said-I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
He wasted his wishes on wishing.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flightTo cool in the peppermint wind.Let us leave this place where the smoke blows blackAnd the dark street winds and bends.Past the pits where the asphalt flowers growWe shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows goTo the place where the sidewalk ends.Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they knowThe place where the sidewalk ends.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
Just Me, Just MeSweet Marie, she loves just me(She also loves Maurice McGhee).No she don’t, she loves just me(She also loves Louise Dupree).No she don’t, she loves just me(She also loves the willow tree).No she don’t, she loves just me!(Poor, poor fool, why can’t you seeShe can love others and still love thee.)
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
POOR ANGUSOh what do you do, poor Angus, When hunger makes you cry?”I fix myself an omelet, sir, Of fluffy clouds and sky.”Oh what do you wear, poor Angus, When winds blow down the hills?”I sew myself a warm cloak, sir, Of hope and daffodils.”Oh who do you love, poor Angus, When Catherine’s left the moor?”Ah, then, sir, then’s the only timeI feel I’m really poor.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
I’m Reginald Clark, I’m afraid of the darkSo please do not close this book on me.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
But all the magic I have knownI’ve had to make myself.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
ENTER THIS DESERTED HOUSEBut please walk softly as you do.Frogs dwell here and crickets too.Ain’t no ceiling, only blueJays dwell here and sunbeams too.Floors are flowers – take a few.Ferns grow here and daisies too.Whoosh, swoosh – too-whit, too-woo, Bats dwell here and hoot owls too.Ha-ha-ha, hee-hee, hoo-hoooo, Gnomes dwell here and goblins too.And my child, I thought you knewI dwell here…and so do you.
— Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
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