I've Found My Missin' Piece So Grease

My Beard Grows Down To My Toes, I Never Wears No Clothes, I Wraps My Hair Around My Bare, And Down The Road I Goes.

If We Meet And I Say, "hi," That's A Salutation. If You Ask Me How I Feel, That's A Consideration. If We Stop And Talk Awhile, That's A Conversation. If We Understand Each Other, That's Communication. If We Argue, Scream And Fight, That's An Altercation. If Later We Apologize, That's A Reconciliation. If We Help Each Other Home, That's Cooperation. And All These Ations Added Up Make Civilization. (and If I Say This Is A Wonderful Poem, Is That Exaggeration?)

He Wasted His Wishes On Wishing.

Stand-up Comics Reflect Less Of A Visual Humor And More Of A Commentary.

'i Don't Need Very Much Now,' Said The Boy, 'just A Quiet Place To Sit And Rest. I Am Very Tired.' 'well,' Said The Tree, Straightening Herself Up As Much As She Could, "well, An Old Stump Is Good For Sitting And Resting. Come, Boy, Sit Down. Sit Down And Rest.'and The Boy Did. And The Tree Was Happy.