everything isn't everything Shel Silverstein More Quotes by Shel Silverstein More Quotes From Shel Silverstein The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old man nodded, "So do I." But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems Grown-ups don't pay attention to me." And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand. I know what you mean," said the little old man. Shel Silverstein men boys mean If you want to find out what a writer or a cartoonist really feels, look at his work. That's enough. Shel Silverstein enough want looks If you're a bird, be an early bird. But if you're a worm, sleep late. Shel Silverstein life-lesson sleep bird Just 'cause somethin' ain't been done Don't mean it can't be did. Shel Silverstein life-lesson done mean You'd better get your laugh while you're making your point, or you won't be doing it very long. Shel Silverstein laughing long I am writing these poems from inside a lion. Shel Silverstein lions writing 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 boat sides trying '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. Shel Silverstein tired boys book So please get your rags Shel Silverstein gulls rags stars Early bird Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird And catch the worm for your breakfast plate. If you’re a bird, be an early bird— But if you’re a worm, sleep late. Shel Silverstein sleep bird breakfast There's a Polar Bear In our Frigidaire-- He likes it 'cause it's cold in there. With his seat in the meat And his face in the fish And his big hairy paws In the buttery dish, He's nibbling the noodles, And munching the rice, He's slurping the soda, He's licking the ice. And he lets out a roar If you open the door. And it gives me a scare To know he's in there-- That Polary Bear In our Fridgitydaire. Shel Silverstein ice doors giving One day he said, "I'll tell this town How it feels to be an unfunny clown." And he told them all why he looked so sad, And he told them all why he felt so bad. He told of Pain and Rain and Cold, He told of Darkness in his soul, And after he finished his tale of woe, Did everyone cry? Oh no, no, no, They laughed until they shook the trees... And while the world laughed outside. Cloony the Clown sat down and cried. Shel Silverstein pain rain tree Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless. Christmas dinner's dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey's point of view. Shel Silverstein views dark blue Pirate Captain Jim "Walk the plank," says Pirate Jim "But Captain Jim, I cannot swim." "Then you must steer us through the gale." "But Captain Jim, I cannot sail." "Then down with the galley slaves you go." "But Captain Jim, I cannot row." "Then you must be the pirate's clerk." "But Captain Jim, I cannot work. Shel Silverstein pirate clerks swim Underneath my outside face There's a face that none can see. A little less smiley, A little less sure, But a whole lot more like me. Shel Silverstein smiley faces littles Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed. Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets, And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow, Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . . How did it go? How did it go? Shel Silverstein flower snow fall Just Me, Just Me Sweet 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 see She can love others and still love thee.) Shel Silverstein fool tree sweet When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter--someone new? Someone better--maybe YOU! Shel Silverstein draws gone writing The hens they all cackle, the roosters all beg, Shel Silverstein airplane fear war I know a way to stay friends forever, There's really nothing to it, I tell you what to do, And you do it. Shel Silverstein forever funny reality
