Captain Hook, he climbed the deck, Lookin’ for Smee, to give him heck.
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My hand’s all numbers so what the heck? I drew a card from atop the deck, My palms were wet and my cheeks a-fire A chip and a chair with stakes ne’er high...
Three great days in March Fourteen, Sixteen, Seventeen Pi, John and Patrick
If you go down in the woods today, you’re sure of a big surprise. If you go down in the woods today, you’d better go in disguise.
I tried, I tried, with all my might, To get the toy, I’d have to fight. Through shopping hoards, it was in my sight. I clambered over, jumped and took fli...
Sour pickles that make me pucker, I like to torture some poor sucker. Tell them sweet! It’s just one gherkin. It’s fun to trick, but mind your smirkin’!
I watched the sun set and the moon rise, As we flew, high in the skies. The clouds below, so milky white, Hills and valleys, an epic sight.
thunderous dark skies running through the autumn grass into the dark wood
I wandered through the county fair, With plenty of coin and time to spare. Carnies barking to and fro, ‘Spin the wheel’ and ‘enjoy the show.’
Murderer! Murderer! I thought I would ne’er hear that word. But to my woe, you now bestow that label — many times have I heard. Now this is the day that I ...