It's All The Same To The Clam.

Listen To The Voice That Speaks Inside

Why Can't You See I'm A Kid', Said The Kid. Why Try To Make Me Like You? Why Are You Hurt When I Don't Cuddle? Why Do You Sigh When I Splash Through A Puddle? Why Do You Scream When I Do What I Did? Im A Kid.

G'bye, I'm Going Out To Play!

And All The Colors I Am Inside Have Not Been Invented Yet.

'i Don't Need Very Much Now,' Said The Boy, 'just A Quiet Place To Sit And Rest. I Am Very Tired.' 'well,' Said The Tree, Straightening Herself Up As Much As She Could, "well, An Old Stump Is Good For Sitting And Resting. Come, Boy, Sit Down. Sit Down And Rest.'and The Boy Did. And The Tree Was Happy.