The Crawfee
That silly fish, the Crawfee
Has been swimming in my coffee.
But now I've drunk it up
And he isnt in the cup.
And he's nowhere to be found...
Do you think that he has drowned
The Flustering Phant
Some animals pop from cocoons,
While others spring up from the clay.
I've heard that some drop from balloons
Or arrive in some othe ridiculous way.
But the Tiny-Toed Flustering Phant
(And please dont repeat that I said it)-
He grows from the stem of the Bibulous plant,
And the snob never lets you forget it
That silly fish, the Crawfee
Has been swimming in my coffee.
But now I've drunk it up
And he isnt in the cup.
And he's nowhere to be found...
Do you think that he has drowned
The Flustering Phant
Some animals pop from cocoons,
While others spring up from the clay.
I've heard that some drop from balloons
Or arrive in some othe ridiculous way.
But the Tiny-Toed Flustering Phant
(And please dont repeat that I said it)-
He grows from the stem of the Bibulous plant,
And the snob never lets you forget it
These two poems are my favorite from Shel Silversteins' first poetry collection.
He's a genius.
Area Hunter -Encouraging classic literature
