Shel Silverstein

I will not play at tug o' war
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone
Instead of tugs,

No I can't touch the clouds for you I've never reached the sun for youI've never done the things that you need done for youI've stretched as high as I can reach I guess I'm not the one for
Cause I can't touch the clouds or reach the sun for

Nentis Nan, he's my man,
I go do im each chanz I gan
He sicks me down an creans my
Wid mabel syrub, tick an' sweed,

Whosever room this is should be ashamed
His underwear is hanging on the lamp
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp

There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy
He was nothing like me or you
’Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do
As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue

Once there was a she loved a little boy
And everyday the boy would comeand he would gather her leavesand make them into crownsand play king of the forest
He would climb up her trunkand swing from her branchesand eat apples
And they ...

Some dummy built this pencil wrong,
The eraser's down here where the point belongs,
And the point's at the top - so it's no good to me,
It's amazing how stupid some people can be