< THIS BRIDGE >
This bridge will only take you halfway there
To those mysterious lands you long to see:
Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fairs
And moonlit woods where unicorns run free.
So come and walk awhile with me and share
The twisting trails and wondrous worlds I’ve known
But this bridge will only take you halfway there─
The last few steps you’ll have to take alone.

< MAGIC CARPET >
You have a magic carpet
That will whiz you through the air,
To Spain or Maine or Africa
If you just tell it where.
So will you let it take you
Where you’ve never been before,
Or will you buy some drapes to match
And use it
On your
Floor?



< OUTSIDE OR UNDERNEATH? >
Bob bought a hundred-dollar suit
But couldn’t afford any underwear.
Says he, “If your outside looks real good
No one will know what’s under there.”

Jack bought some hundred-dollar shorts
But wore a suit with rips and tears.
Says he, “It won’t matter what people see
As long as I know what’s under there.”

Tom bought a flute and a box of crayons,
Some bread and cheese and a golden pear.
And as for his suit or his underwear
He doesn’t think about them much…or care.

< MUSICAL CAREER >
She wanted to play the piano,
But her hands couldn’t reach the keys.
When her hands could finally reach the keys,
Her feet couldn’t reach the floor.
When her hands could finally reach the keys,
And her feet could reach the floor,
She didn’t want to play that ol’ piano anymore.

< THE OAK AND THE ROSE >
An oak tree and a rosebush grew
Young and green together.
Talking the talk of growing things─
Wind and water and weather.
And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed
The oak tree grew so high
That now it spoke of newer things─
Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.
”I guess you think you’re pretty great,”
The rose was heard to cry,
Screaming as loud as it possibly could
To the treetop in the sky.
”And you have no time for flower talk,
Now that you’ve grown so tall.”
”It’s not so much that I’ve grown,”said the tree,
”It’s just that you’ve stayed so small.”