How Much Good Inside A Day? Depends

Although I Cannot See Your Face As You Flip These Poems Awhile, Somewhere From Some Far-off Place I Hear You Laughing--and I Smile.

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My Skin Is Kind Of Sort Of Brownish Pinkish Yellowish White. My Eyes Are Greyish Blueish Green, But I'm Told They Look Orange In The Night. My Hair Is Reddish Blondish Brown, But Its Silver When Its Wet, And All The Colors I Am Inside Have Not Been Invented Yet.

The Voice There Is A Voice Inside Of You That Whispers All Day Long, "i Feel This Is Right For Me, I Know That This Is Wrong." No Teacher, Preacher, Parent, Friend Or Wise Man Can Decide What's Right For You--just Listen To The Voice That Speaks Inside.

Pirate Dreams Needles And Pins, Needles And Pins, Sew Me A Sail To Catch Me The Wind. Sew Me A Sail Strong As The Gale, Carpenter, Bring Out Your Hammers And Nails. Hammers And Nails, Hammers And Nails, Build Me A Boat To Go Chasing The Whales. Chasing The Whales, Sailing The Blue Find Me A Captain And Sign Me A Crew. Captain And Crew, Captain And Crew, Take Me, Oh Take Me To Anywhere New.