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 Silversteini made myself a snowball As perfect as can be. I thought I'd keep it as a pet, And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas And a pillow for it's head. Then last night it ran away, But first - It wet the bed.
Shel Silverstein