idiotic therapeutic wishy washy boo hoo sticks and stones Do words break bone? crazy as a cuckoo stop your sobbin silly robin wings to fly beak for bobbin skippin to my lu-lu trigger warning every morning scaredy cat don't do that just accept your boo boo toughen up buttercup batter up and to yourself be true true by Richard W. Bray
The quiet of the sky The passion of the trees The wisdom of the rocks Educating me Unremembered kindness Murmurs in the breeze The wonders of a world That willed itself to be Experience the grandeur Of a world that isn’t clean Open up your senses Pull away from the screen by Richard W. Bray
Eights and sevens Threes and twos Math brings everything Into view Trapezoid, rhombus Cubes and squares Imagine, calculate And compare Fraction, cosine Denominator Essential tools To make us greater Find the difference Plot the graph Perceive, predict And build with math Engineer, geologist Statistician, nurse Math paints a picture Of the universe Tessellation Infinity Contemplating Reality by Richard W. Bray
Wacky doodle doo I just lost my shoe Hopping off to school I never follow rules Hip hip Horatio I live in outer spacio Napping on the moon I'll visit Venus soon Sippy Ki-Yay My juice box is ok Free Fi Fo Fum He never bothered anyone I don't know the muffin man Too dense, too dry, and too much bran Get it off my table I'll have another bagel Roses are yellow Davey is mellow Violets are purple Tammy likes myrtle Big Bo Peep She don't need no sheep She's happy, smart, and rich And sweaters make her itch by Richard W. Bray
Beware the Wooky Wabble In the Torple Tapple Tree He vexonted Carroll Lewis And he almost blurbled me Beware the Wooky Wabble Deceptive in its art He looks just like a nuknak But he’s wipple wapple smart Beware the Wooky Wabble With his chriomatic forge He swings a brutesome blade Lacerating Gordon George Beware the Wooky Wabble He sporpled Miss D.H. She keeps on writing books But they’re only one page Beware the Wooky Wabble He bedeviled Milton John He behemothed Shelley Percy Till the raspity of dawn by Richard W. Bray
Shooting star across the sky Oh my God, we’re gonna die I never want to walk around There’s a chance I might fall down Live a life of melodrama Stay inside and call your mama If that girl won’t go out with me I’ll live a life of misery If I’m not getting perfects marks I’ll be sleeping in the park When every hill’s a mountaintop The agony will never stop I got a pain inside my head Pretty soon I will be dead Every surface must be scoured I boil my food for several hours Breathe and think and slow your hurry You don’t need to feed your worry by Richard W. Bray
unruly, rambunctious, exhausting and wild there’s no greater love than the love of a child boundless, colossal, extending for miles there is no restraining the love of a child needy and hopeful, touching and mild the heaviest burden, the love of a child investing your marrow, refunded in smiles there’s no greater love than the love of a child by Richard W. Bray
Henny Henny Penny says “The sky is falling down Pack up everything you got And get out of town” Henny Henny Penny says “It’s never been this bad The world is off its rocker And everyone is mad” Henny Henny Penny says “Life don’t make no sense I need a load of bricks To build a bigger fence” Henny Henny Penny says “Never go outside It’s a crazy crazy world So find a place to hide” Henny Henny Penny says “Protect your mental health You don’t want to go crazy Like everybody else” By Richard W. Bray
You don’t want to rock the boat
You always fall in line
It’s easy to fit in
When you never have a spine
I’ll keep being me
With my kooky company
The nerdy misfit freakshow
And our crazy crackpot crew
The weirdo wacko zany ones
Just doing what we do
Do what other people do
Affirming the consensus
Eliminate what makes you true
Until you lose your senses
I’ll keep being me
With my kooky company
The nerdy misfit freakshow
And our crazy crackpot crew
The weirdo wacko zany ones
Just doing what we do
By Richard W. Bray
Rumble dumble day
Go outside and play
The sun is shining bright
Bask in your delight
Wimble wamble wee
Investigate a tree
Run around till dark
Explore your local park
Dimble damble door
Open up your pores
Listen to the world
It sings to boys and girls
By Richard W. Bray
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