My Sneaky Cousin

She put in her clothes,

Then thought she’d get

A free bath here

At the launderette.

So round she goes now,

Flippity-flappy,

Lookin’ clean—

But not too happy.

~Shel Silverstein 

Somebody Has To

Somebody has to go polish the stars,

They’re looking a little bit dull.

Somebody has to go polish the stars,

For the eagles and starlings and gulls

Have all been complaining they’re tarnished and worn,

They say they want new ones we cannot afford.

So please get your rags

And your polishing jars,

Somebody has to go polish the stars.

~Shel Silverstein

Noise Day

Let’s have one day for girls and boyses

When you can make the grandest noises.

Screech, scream, holler, and yell—

Buzz a buzzer, clang a bell,

Sneeze—hiccup—whistle—shout,

Laugh until your lungs wear out,

Toot a whistle, kick, a can,

Bang a spoon against a pan,

Sing, yodel, bellow, hum,

Blow a horn, beat a drum,

Rattle a window, slam a door,

Scrape a rake across the floor,

 

Use a drill, drive a nail,

Turn the hose on the garbage pail,

Shout Yahoo—Hurrah—Hooray,

Turn up the music all the way,

Try and bounce your bowling ball,

Ride a skateboard up the wall,

Chomp your food with a smack and a slurp,

Chew—chomp—hiccup—burp.

One day a year do all of these,

The rest of the days—be quiet please.

~Shel Silverstein

Jimmy Jet and His TV Set

I’ll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet—

And you know what I tell you is true.

He loved to watch his TV set

Almost as much as you.

 

He watched all day, he watched all night

Till he grew pale and lean,

From “The Early Show” to “The Late Late Show”

And all the shows between.

 

He watched till his eyes were frozen wide,

And his bottom grew into his chair.

And his chin turned into a tuning dial,

And antennae grew from his hair.

 

And his brains turned into TV tubes,

And his face to a TV screen.

And two knobs saying “VERT.” and “HORIZ.”

Grew where his ears had been.

 

And he grew a plug that looked like a tail

So we plugged in little Jim.

And now instead of him watching TV

We all sit around and watch him.

~Shel Silverstein

Safe?

I look to the left,

I look to the right,

Before I ever

Move my feet.

No cars to the left,

No cars to the right,

I guess it’s safe

To cross the street . . . .

~Shel Silverstein