My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
I opened my eyes And looked up at the rain, And it dripped in my head And flowed into my brain, And… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
I'm making a list I'm making a list of things I must say For politeness, And goodness and kindness and gentleness Sweetness… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Talked my head off Worked my tail off Cried my eyes out Walked my feet off Sang my heat out So you… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“I cannot go to school today" Said little Peggy Ann McKay. "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor, And I don't… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Magic Sandra’s seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold. Donald heard a mermaid sing,… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
He has the obligation to society that any human being has. I don't think a satirist has any greater obligation to society than a… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would not take the garbage out! She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans, Candy the yams and spice the… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
To me, freedom entitles you to do something, not to not do something. — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“Ol' man Simon, planted a diamond. Grew hisself a garden the likes of none. Sprouts all growin' comin' up glowin' Fruit of jewels all… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“Ma and God God gave us fingers--Ma says, "Use your fork." God gave us voices--Ma says, "Don't scream." Ma says eat broccoli, cereal and… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
Ourchestra: So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly. So I haven't got a horn-I'll play my nose. So we haven't any… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“Ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too never returned to the world they knew and nobody knows what happened to dear ickle me, pickle… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
I would hope that people, no matter what age, would find something to identify with in my books, pick one up and experience a… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
