Although I Cannot See Your

I 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.

There Are No Happy Endings. Endings Are The Saddest Part, So Just Give Me A Happy Middle And A Very Happy Start.

One Sister For Sale, One Sister For Sale, One Crying And Spying Young Sister For Sale I'm Really Not Kidding So Who'll Start The Bidding Do I Hear A Dollar? A Nickle? A Penny? Oh Isnt There Isnt There Isnt There Any One Person Who Will Buy This Sister For Sale This Crying Spying Old Young Sister For Sale.

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. Sunday Dinner Isn't Sunny. Easter Feasts Are Just Bad Luck. When You See It From The Viewpoint Of A Chicken Or A Duck. Oh How I Once Loved Tuna Salad Pork And Lobsters, Lamb Chops Too Till I Stopped And Looked At Dinner From The Dinner's Point Of View.

If You Want To Marry Me, Here's What You'll Have To Do: You Must Learn How To Make A Perfect Chicken-dumpling Stew. And You Must Sew My Holey Socks, And Soothe My Troubled Mind, And Develop The Knack For Scratching My Back, And Keep My Shoes Spotlessly Shined. And While I Rest You Must Rake Up The Leaves, And When It Is Hailing And Snowing You Must Shovel The Walk...and Be Still When I Talk, And-hey-where Are You Going?