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
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
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
Even a theory requires some facts, Captain
—Commander Spock
Fish gotta swim
Birds gotta fly
A penguin is a fish
There’s an ostrich in the sky
The sky is blue
Cuz it’s jealous of the sea
Doggie says bark
Cuz he’s looking for a tree
Zebra, bongo, tiger
Bumblebee and marlin
Grew some pretty stripes
To dazzle their darlin’
They say a clock’s wise
And time marches on
But as soon as time happens
It’s already gone
The cow never jumped
Higher than the moon
Cows don’t jump at all—
It was a kangaroo
Sometimes I wonder
What’s it all about?
But things are pretty simple
When you figure ‘em out
by Richard W. Bray
So it is in life—from sun, to moon, to earth, to night, to day, to you getting up in the morning and going out to play a game of ball. All the rhythms of life are in some way related, one to another.
—Langston Hughes, The First Book of Rhythm
That basketball was like a basketball to me.
—Basketball Jones
I toss it in the air
And sometimes it goes in
I share it with my friends
And get it back again
Shooting hoops alone
I’m never in a hurry
It’s easy to be me
Pretending I’m Steph Curry
Playing all day long
Till every muscle hurts
Pounding on the asphalt
Till we’re covered up in dirt
by Richard W. Bray
A. Philip Randolph
The power of poco a poco
You fix your eyes and organize for years
The haters keep saying you’re loco
Then one day a brand new way appears
The power of poco a poco
The power of effort and time
The power of people together
The beauty of the hill is the climb
by Richard W. Bray
I’m a good little boy
And I always obey
They said “finish all the dishes”
So I threw them away
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I’m a walking tornado
I’m designed to destroy
I’m a good little boy
I never tell a lie
You’re feet smell like farts
And that’s an ugly necktie
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I should really be nice
But I gotta annoy
I’m a good little boy
Not a greedy little hog
That’s why I ate my dessert
And gave my dinner to the dog
MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
They feed me bread & water
They took away my toys
by Richard W. Bray
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