My Beard Grows Down To My Toes,

So What If Nobody Came? I’ll Have All The Ice Cream And Tea, And I’ll Laugh With Myself, And I’ll Dance With Myself, And I’ll Sing, “happy Birthday To Me!

Did You Hear 'bout Ticklish Tom? He Got Tickled By His Mom. Wiggled And Giggled And Fell On The Floor, . . . . And All The More That He Kept Gigglin', All The More Folks Kept Ticklin'. He Shrieked And Screamed And Rolled Around, Laughed His Way Right Out Of Town. Through The Country Down The Road, He Got Tickled By A Toad. . . . . Giggling, Rolling On His Back He Rolled On The Railroad Track. Rumble, Rumble, Whistle, Roar- Tom Ain't Ticklish Any More.

I Tried On The Farmer's Hat, Didn't Fit. . . A Little Too Small - Just A Bit Too Floppy. . . . . I Tried On The Summer Sun, Felt Good. Nice And Warm - Knew It Would. Tried The Grass Beneath Bare Feet, Felt Neat. Finally, Finally Felt Well Dressed, Nature's Clothes Fit Me Best.

She Had Blue Skin, And So Did He. He Kept It Hid And So Did She. They Searched For Blue Their Whole Life Through, Then Passed Right By- And Never Knew.

Once There Was A Tree, And She Loved A Little Boy.