Two snow people on a fluffy snow bed The look around curiously One wears blue and They sing a merry song the other wears red Shining in the moonlight, just where they belong.
Out in the cold, Late in the night, they snuggle and they cuddle when everyone's in bed, But they can't have a fire, "Let's take tour of the town", or they'll melt in to a puddle whispers Blue to Red
Eric the caterpillar wandered around, I am so drowsy, on the dark brown I need to sleep muddy ground I think I'll sleep, for a couple of weeks He searched for more food, but he could see none The butterfly sang He had eaten all the leaves, "Dear Eric you'll see, every single one in a couple of weeks, you'll fly just like me." He had become a big, fat, slow chap Oh, how he longed, for a nice long nap
Just then, a peppy butterfly, singing a merry song, whizzed by
Eric called out, "Hello Butterfly!" "How do you manage, to fly so high?"
A pirate, a zombie, a demon, a bat A monster, a witch, or a frightening cat
On Halloween it's okay to be scary and bad It's okay to be nasty and evil and mad
On this one day you don't have to behave It's okay to shriek and to howl and to rise from a grave
Halloween is a chance to explore your naughty side to flaunt it and indulge it before it must go back to hide.
Through an open meadow, runs a little brook It gurgles and chuckles merrily, while I look
On the other side, are the prettiest flowers I've seen To go over and sniff them, I am so very keen
So I skip across a bridge, brown and made of stone, to the fragrant flower patch where I can be all alone
Far away from people, houses, shops and cars, I roll upon the grass, enjoying the smell of flowers
Eight Thumbs the octopus This is Mr. Wobbly is swimming in the sea He doesn't have a spine With his friends all around I am not being rude he's as happy as can be For a jelly fish, that's fine
Mr. Sea Horse looks fat Here comes a dolphin Did I hear him right? She's funny and cute Cause a pregnant man, She's friendly and playful, is an amazing sight! and also astute
Here's my best friend Under the sea She is a star! is a nice place to be I'm telling the truth, in fact, It never gets boring all star fishes are. in such diverse company
Said Mr. P to Mrs. P "Wife my dear, have no fear, "Come dear, dance with me" I'll wash every dish, Said Mrs. P to Mr. P, if you take the time to dance with me, "I'm busy, can't you see?" and let you skirt go swish"
Said Mr. P to Mrs. P, "So when you're back to your chores, "But my lovely girl, in a little while let's take this moment for ourselves You can look back on this moment, and swirl and whirl and twirl." delight in it and smile"
"Let's waltz and jive and tango Finally, Mrs. P gave in Let's cha-cha and foxtrot She twirled and waltzed and swished For just a brief moment And later on Mr. P, let your troubles be forgot" did the dishes as promised.
Asked Mrs. P, indignantly, "But what of all my chores? Who will cook and do the dishes? Who will mop the floors?"
By a quaint little hut, Separated by time in a far away place Separated by space I feel the warmth of a fire But in the night sky and the wind on my face Stars all find a place
Not a thing I hear, They differ in properties, except what I think complex and simple And I think many things, But to our eyes, as the stars, at me, wink all of them twinkle.
Each star, that dazzles the darkness so vast, represents a point of time, in the past
