Something Missing

I remember I put on my socks,

I remember I put on my shoes.

I remember I put on my tie

That was printed

In beautiful purples and blues.

I remember I put on my coat,

To look perfectly grand at the dance,

Yet I feel there is something

I may have forgot—

What is it? What is it? . . .

~Shel Silverstein

Diving Board

You’ve been up on that diving board

Making sure that it’s nice and straight.

You’ve made sure that it’s not too slick.

You’ve made sure it can stand the weight.

You’ve made sure that the spring is tight.

You’ve made sure that the cloth won’t slip.

You’ve made sure that it bounces right,

And that your toes can get a grip—

And you’ve been up there since half past five

Doin’ everything . . . but DIVE.

~Shel Silverstein

Rock ‘N’ Roll Band

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,

We’d travel all over the land.

We’d play and we’d sing and wear spangly things,

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.


If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,

And we were up there on the stand,

The people would hear us and love us and cheer us,

Hurray for that rock ‘n’ roll band.


If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,

Then we’d have a million fans.

We’d goggle and laugh and sign autographs,

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.


If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band,

The people would all kiss our hands.

We’d be millionaires and have extra long hair,

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.


But we ain’t no rock ‘n’ roll band,

We’re just seven kids in the sand

With homemade guitars and pails and jars

And drums of potato chip cans.


Just seven kids in the sand,

Talkin’ and wavin’ our hands,

And dreamin’ and thinkin’ oh wouldn’t it be grand,

If we were a rock ‘n’ roll band.

~Shel Silverstein


Joey Joey took a stone

And knocked




And whoosh! it swizzled

Down so hard,

And bloomp! it bounced

In his backyard,

And glunk! it landed

On his toe!

And the world was dark,

And the corn wouldn’t grow,

And the wind wouldn’t blow,

And the cock wouldn’t crow,

And it always was night,




All because

Of a stone

And Joe.

~Shel Silverstein

Needles and Pins

Needles and pins,

Needles and pins,

Sew me a sail

To catch me the wind.


Sew me a sail

Strong as the gale,

Carpenter, bring out your

Hammers and nails.


Hammer and nails,

Hammer and nails,

Build me a boat

To go chasing the whales.


Chasing the whales,

Sailing the blue,

Find me a captain

And sign me a crew.


Captain and crew,

Captain and crew,

Take me, oh take me

To anywhere new.

~Shel Silverstein

Morgan’s Curse

Followin’ the trail on the old treasure map,

I came to the spot that said “Dig right here.”

And four feet down my spade struck wood

Just where the map said a chest would appear.

But carved in the side were written these words:

“A curse upon he who disturbs this gold.”

Signed, Morgan the Pirate, Scourge of the Seas.

I read these words and my blood ran cold.

So here I sit upon untold wealth

Tryin’ to figure which is worse:

How much do I need this gold?

And how much do I need this curse?

~Shel Silverstein