Twistable Turnable Man
He's the Twistable Turnable Squeezable Pullable Stretchable Foldable Man. He can crawl in your pocket or fit your locket Or screw himself into a twenty-volt socket, Or stretch himself up to the steeple or taller, Or squeeze himself into a thimble or smaller, Yes he can, course he can, He's the Twistable Turnable Squeezable Pullable Stretchable Shrinkable Man. And he lives a passable life With his Squeezable Lovable Kissable Hugable Pullable Tugable Wife. And they have two twistable kids Who bend up the way that they did. And they turn and they stretch Just as much as they can For this Bendable Foldable Do-what-you're-toldable Easily moldable Buy-what you're-soldable Washable Mendable Highly Dependable Buyable Saleable Always available Bounceable Shakeable Almost unbreakable Twistable Turnable Man. -Shel Silverstein
This is one of my favorite poems by Shel Silverstien. heart It is really fun to say out loud. I memorized it once. My sisters got really annoyed! 3nodding
zoanthia · Tue Jul 12, 2005 @ 10:06pm · 1 Comments |