I know a way to stay friends forever, There's really nothing to it, I tell you what to do, And you do it.

When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter--someone new? Someone better--maybe YOU!

And he didn't really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere, because you really have to go somewhere, don't you?

There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, So just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.

We can't hold hands― Someone might see. Won't you please Hold toes with me?

Did you hear 'bout Ticklish Tom? He got tickled by his mom. Wiggled and giggled and fell on the floor, . . . . And all the more that he kept gigglin', All the more folks kept ticklin'. He shrieked and screamed and rolled around, Laughed his way right out of town. Through the country down the road, He got tickled by a toad. . . . . Giggling, rolling on his back He rolled on the railroad track. Rumble, rumble, whistle, roar- Tom ain't ticklish any more.

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.