The Charmed Life: Shel Silverstein

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Monday, November 3, 2014

Attack of the Cutesy Kittens

No Thank You

by Shel Silverstein

No I do not want a kitten,

No cute, cuddly kitty-poo,

No more long hair in my cornflakes,

No more midnight meowing mews.

No more scratchin’, snarlin’, spitters,

No more sofas clawed to shreds,

No more smell of kitty litter,

No more mousies in my bed.

No I will not take that kitten—

I’ve had lice and I’ve had fleas,

I’ve been scratched and sprayed and bitten,

I’ve developed allergies.

If you’ve got an ape, I’ll take him,

If you have a lion, that’s fine,

If you brought some walking bacon,

Leave him here, I’ll treat him kind.

I have room for mice and gerbils,

I have beds for boars and bats,

But please, please take away that kitten—

Quick—‘fore it becomes a cat.

Well…it is kind of cute at that.

Cornerstoregoddess charms available on eBay and etsy

~Shel Silverstein

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

INVISIBLE BOY

by Shel Silverstein

And here we see the invisible boy

In his lovely invisible house,

Feeding a piece of invisible cheese

To a little invisible mouse.

Oh, what a beautiful picture to see!

Will you draw an invisible picture for me?

Visible mouse charms available on etsy and eBay.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Give a Hoot and Say "Bah!"

"THE FARMER AND THE QUEEN"

by Shel Silverstein

"She's coming," the farmer said to the owl.

"Oh, what shall I, what shall I do?

Shall I bow when she comes?

Shall I twiddle my thumbs?"

The owl asked, "Who?"

"The Queen, the Queen, the royal Queen—

She'll pass the farm today.

Shall I salute?" he asked the horse.

The horse said, "Nay."

"Shall I give her a gift?" he asked the wren.

"A lovely memento for her to keep?

An egg or a peach or an ear of corn?"

The wren said, "Cheap."

"But should I curtsy or should I cheer?

Oh, here's her carriage now.

What should I do?" he asked the dog.

The dog said, "Bow."

And so he did, and so she passed,

Oh, tra lala lala,

"She smiled, she did!" he told the sheep.

The sheep said, "Bah."

Jewelry available on etsy.

Monday, June 30, 2014

The Monster Under the Bed

MONSTERS

by Shel Silverstein

"There are hungry monsters under my bed,

Growlin' at me 'cause they haven't been fed."

That's what Harry McGilly said.

His father just smiled and said,

"Ho-ho-ho, fraidy-cat Harry,

Monsters are just imaginary."

But Harry McGilly cried out all night,

"There are hungry monsters—I know I'm right."

So just to prove that Harry was silly,

Under the bed crawled Mr. McGilly.

Harry heard a "chomp," he heard a "slurp,"

He heard a "gulp," he heard a "burp."

And now little Harry sleeps sound in his bed,

'Cause there are no monsters, as father said.

(And if there are—well—they've been fed.)

The monster daylights as a bookmark. He can be found here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/194633067/little-monster-bookmark-ehag?

Thursday, February 27, 2014

A Polary Bear in Our Fridgitydaire

In honor of International Polar Bear Day...

Bear In There

by Shel Silverstein

There's a Polar Bear

In our Frigidaire--

He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.

With his seat in the meat

And his face in the fish

And his big hairy paws

In the buttery dish,

He's nibbling the noodles,

He's munching the rice,

He's slurping the soda,

He's licking the ice.

And he lets out a roar

If you open the door.

And it gives me a scare

To know he's in there--

That Polary Bear

In our Fridgitydaire.

Friday, August 23, 2013

Runny Babbit in the Green Woods

Runny Babbit by Shel Silverstein

Way down in the green woods

Where the animals all play,

They do things and they say things

In a different sort of way-

Instead of sayin' "purple hat,"

They all say "hurple pat."

Instead of sayin' "feed the cat,"

They just say "ceed the fat."

So if you say, "Let's bead a rook

That's billy as can se,"

You're talkin' Runny Babbit talk,

Just like mim and he.

Treen greasures from my etsy shop here, at https://www.etsy.com/shop/cornerstoregoddess

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Flying Hippos Fly-hi-dee, try-hi-dee, my-hi-dee-ho

Hippo's Hope

by Shel Silverstein

There once was a hippo who wanted to fly --

Fly-hi-dee, try-hi-dee, my-hi-dee-ho.

So he sewed him some wings that could flap through the sky --

Sky-hi-dee, fly-hi-dee, why-hi-dee-go.

He climbed to the top of a mountain of snow --

Snow-hi-dee, slow-hi-dee, oh-hi-dee-hoo.

With the clouds high above and the sea down below --

Where-hi-dee, there-hi-dee, scare-hi-dee-boo.

(Happy ending)

And he flipped and he flapped and he bellowed so loud --

Now-hi-dee, loud-hi-dee, proud-hi-dee-poop.

And he sailed like an eagle, off into the clouds --

High-hi-dee, fly-hi-dee, bye-hi-dee-boop.

(Unhappy ending)

And he leaped like a frog and he fell like a stone --

Stone-hi-dee, lone-hi-dee, own-hi-dee-flop.

And he crashed and he drowned and broke all his bones --

Bones-hi-dee, moans-hi-dee, groans-hi-dee-glop.

(Chicken ending)

He looked up at the sky and looked down at the sea --

Sea-hi-dee, free-hi-dee, whee-hi-dee-way.

And he turned and went home and had cookies and tea --

That's hi-dee, all hi-dee, I have to say.

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Saturday, July 6, 2013

In a Summer Garden ~ the Seasons BlogHop

Lisa Lodge, of the Grateful Artist Blogspot , sent each participant in this blog hop a bag of beads, with a clasp of some sort, some findings, lampwork art beads, and assorted other beads.

Our challenge: to make a piece of jewelry that evoked a season, or a season of our lives.

You can hop along from Lisa's page and see what others came up with.

My bag of beads was chock full of itty bitty butterflies, plus two froggie heads...

... so I went straight to summer. I neglected to take a photo of the beads before I started. And there was no point taking a photo when I was done, because there were only a few left. From my own stash, I used a few flowers, sterling chain and beadies, some split rings, and a whole lotta sterling headpins.