Before I barely knew anything
I awakened each summer morning
To the cawing of crows
And thought,
How very tall these trees
In which they gather to ruffle their feathers
In the morning breeze,
How tall these trees
And how much these crows must see.
I climbed an orange tree,
So frightened by the height,
So amazed at the sight of neighboring houses
And city streets
And thought about what the crows must see
From the tops of the sycamore trees
And from higher still
As they rise into the sky,
Knowing I would never know
What they know,
Before I barely knew anything.
The hills are alive
With the sound of sheep,
They sleep all day long
But at night they creep,
Into the houses
Of young girls and boys
And put on their clothes
And play with their toys.
Cheese from a rat is like soap for a hog,
You can’t write your mother by using a log.
A nose is indifferent to all that is art,
The opera’s a good place to rip loose a fart.
On the night before your birthday, a little after midnight when you are asleep:
The Roving Birthday Beast will secretly come to your house and bring you good luck for the next year. How do you know if the Roving Birthday Beast has been to your house? He will leave some banana peels in your trash can!
So when you wake up on your birthday morning, look in the trash, and if you find some banana peels then you know he's been there and you'll have really good luck for the next year!