two fish

Red fish

Blue fish.

Black fish

Blue fish

Old fish

New fish

This one has

a little star.

This one has a little car.

Say! What a lot

of fish there are.

Yes. Some are red. And some are blue.

Some are old. And some are new.

Some are sad.

And some are glad.

And some are very, very bad.

Why are they

sad and glad and bad?

I do not know.

Go ask your dad

Some are thin.

And some are fat.

The fat one has

a yellow hat.

From there to here,

from here to there,

funny things

are everywhere.

Here are some

who like to run.

They run for fun

in the hot, hot sun.

Oh me! Oh my!

Oh me! Oh my!

What a lot

of funny things go by.

Some have two feet

and some have four.

Some have six feet

and some have more.

Where do they come from? I can’t say.

But I bet they have come

a long, long way.

We see them come.

We see them go.

Some are fast.

And some are slow.

Some are high.

And some are low.

Not one of them

is like another.

Don’t ask us why.

Go ask your mother.

Say!

Look at his fingers!

One, two, three…

How many fingers

do I see?

One, two, three, four

five, six, seven,

eight , nine, ten.

He has eleven!

Eleven!

This is something new.

I wish I had

eleven, too!

Bump!

Bump!

Bump!

Did you ever ride a Wump?

We have a Wump

with just one hump.

But

we know a man

called Mr. Gump.

Mr. Gump has a seven hump Wump.

So…

if you like to go Bump! Bump!

Just jump on the hump of the Wump of Gump

Who am I?

My name is Ned.

I do not like

my little bed.

This is no good.

This is not right.

My feet stick out

of bed all night.

And when I pull them in,

Oh, dear!

My head sticks out of bed

up here!

We like our bike.

It is made for three.

Our Mike

sits up in back,

you see.

We like our Mike

and this is why:

Mike does all the work

when the hills get high.

Hello there, Ned.

How do you do?

Tell me, tell me

What is new?

How are things

in your little bed?

What is new?

Please tell me, Ned.

I do not like

this bed at all.

A lot of things

have come to call.

A cow, a dog, cat, a mouse.

Oh! What a bed! Oh! What a house!

Oh, dear! Oh, dear!

I can not hear.

Will you please

come over near?

Will you please look in my ear?

There must be something there, I fear.

Say, look!

A bird was in your ear.

But he is out. So have no fear.

Again your ear can hear, my dear.

My hat is old.

My teeth are gold.

I have a bird

I like to hold.

My shoe is off.

My foot is cold.

My shoe is off.

My foot is cold.

I have a bird

I liked to hold.

My hat is old.

My teeth are gold.

And now

my story

is all told.

We took a look.

We saw a Nook.

On his head

he had a hook.

On his hook

he had a book.

On his book

was “How to Cook.”

We saw him sit

and try to cook.

He took a look

at the book on the hook.

But a Nook can’t read,

so a Nook can’t cook.

SO…

what good to a Nook is hook cook book?

The moon was out

and we saw some sheep.

We saw some sheep

take a walk in their sleep.

By the light of the moon

by the light of a star,

they walked all night

from near to far.

I would never walk.

I would take a car.

I do not like

this one so well.

All he does

is yell, yell, yell.

I will not have this one about.

When he comes in

I put him out.

This one is

quiet as a mouse.

I like to have him

in the house.

At our house

we open cans.

WE have to open

many cans.

And that is why

we have a Zans.

A Zans for cans

is very good.

Have you a Zans for cans?

You should.

I like to box.

How I like to box!

So, every day,

I box a Gox.

In yellow socks

I box in Gox.

I box in yellow

Gox box socks.

It is fun to sing

if you sing with a Ying.

My Ying can sing

like anything.

I sing high

and my Ying sings low,

and we are not too bad,

you know.

This one,

I think,

is called

a Yink.

He likes to wink,

he likes to drink.

He likes to drink, and drink, and drink.

The thing he likes to drink

is ink.

The ink he likes to drink is pink.

He likes to wink and drink pink ink.

SO…

if you have a lot of ink,

then you should get

a Yink, I think.

Hop! Hop! Hop!

I am a Yop.

All I like to do is hop

from finger top

to finger top.

I hop from left to right

and then…

Hop! Hop!

I hop right back again.

I like to hop

all day and night

from right to left

and left to right.

Why do I like to

hop, hop, hop?

I do not know.

Go ask your Pop.

Brush! Brush!

Brush! Brush!

Comb! Comb!

Comb! Comb!

Blue hair

is fun

to brush and comb.

All girls who like

to brush and comb

should have a pet

like this at home.

Who is this pet?

Say!

He is wet.

You never yet

met a pet,

I bet,

as wet as they let

this wet pet get.

Did you ever

fly a kite

in bed?

Did you ever walk

with ten cats

on your head?

Did you ever milk

this kind of cow?

Well, we can do it.

We know how.

If you never did,

you should.

These things are fun

and fun is good.

Hello!

Hello!

Are you there?

Hello!

I called you up

to say hello.

I said hello.

Can you hear me, Joe?

Oh, no.

I can not hear your call.

I can not hear your call at all.

This is not good

and I know why.

A mouse has cut the wire.

Good-by!

From near to far

from here to there,

funny things are everywhere.

These yellow pets

are called the Zeds.

They have one hair

up on their heads.

Their hair grows fast…

so fast, they say,

they need a hair cut

every day.

Who am I?

My name is Ish.

On my hand I have a dish.

I have this dish

to help me wish.

When I wish to make a wish

I wave my hand with a big swish swish.

Then I say, “I wish for fish!”

And I get fish right on my dish.

So…

if you wish to wish a wish,

you may swish for fish

with my Ish wish dish.

Look what we found

in the park

in the dark.

We will take him home.

We will call him Clark.

He will live at our house.

He will grow and grow.

Will our mother like this?

We don’t know.

And now

good night.

It is time to sleep.

So we will sleep

with our pet Zeep.

Today is gone. Today was fun.

Tomorrow is another one.

Every day,

from here to there,

funny things are everywhere.

Congratulations!

Today is your day.

You’re off to Great Places!

You’re off and away!

You have brains in your head.

You have feet in your shoes

You can steer yourself

any direction you choose.

You’re on your own. And you know what you know.

And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ’em over with care.

About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”

With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,

you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any

you’ll want to go down.

In that case, of course,

you’ll head straight out of town.

It’s opener there

in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen

and frequently do

to people as brainy

and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,

don’t worry. Don’t stew.

Just go right along.

You’ll start happening too.

OH!

THE PLACES YOU’LL GO!

You’ll be on your way up!

You’ll be seeing great sights!

You’ll join the high fliers

who soar to high heights.

You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.

You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.

Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.

Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’t

Because, sometimes, you won’t.

I’m sorry to say so

but, sadly, it’s true

and Hang-ups

can happen to you.

You can get all hung up

in a prickle-ly perch.

And your gang will fly on.

You’ll be left in a Lurch.

You’ll come down from the Lurch

with an unpleasant bump.

And the chances are, then,

that you’ll be in a Slump.

And when you’re in a Slump,

you’re not in for much fun.

Un-slumping yourself

is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.

Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.

A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!

Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?

How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right…

or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?

Or go around back and sneak in from behind?

Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,

for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused

that you’ll start in to race

down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace

and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,

headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.

The Waiting Place…

…for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go

or a bus to come, or a plane to go

or the mail to come, or the rain to go

or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow

or waiting around for a Yes or a No

or waiting for their hair to grow.

Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite

or waiting for wind to fly a kite

or waiting around for Friday night

or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake

or a pot to boil, or a Better Break

or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants

or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.

Everyone is just waiting.

NO!

That’s not for you!

Somehow you’ll escape

all that waiting and staying.

You’ll find the bright places

where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,

once more you’ll ride high!

Ready for anything under the sky.

Ready because you’re that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done!

There are points to be scored. there are games to be won.

And the magical things you can do with that ball

will make you the winning-est winner of all.

Fame! You’ll be famous as famous can be,

with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don’t.

Because, sometimes, they won’t.

I’m afraid that some times

you’ll play lonely games too.

Games you can’t win

’cause you’ll play against you.

All Alone!

Whether you like it or not,

Alone will be something

you’ll be quite a lot.

And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance

you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.

There are some, down the road between hither and yon,

that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.

But on you will go

though the weather be foul

On you will go

though your enemies prowl

On you will go

though the Hakken-Kraks howl

Onward up many

a frightening creek,

though your arms may get sore

and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike

and I know you’ll hike far

and face up to your problems

whatever they are.

You’ll get mixed up, of course,

as you already know.

You’ll get mixed up

with many strange birds as you go.

So be sure when you step.

Step with care and great tact

and remember that Life’s

a Great Balancing Act.

Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.

And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?

Yes! You will, indeed!

(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

KID, YOU’LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!

So…

be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray

or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O’Shea,

you’re off to Great Places!

Today is your day!

Your mountain is waiting.

So….get on your way!

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