SHEL SILVERPOEMS
a tumblr dedicated to the wonderful poems of the beloved Shel Silverstein.
All content property of Shel Silverstein with Harper Collins Publishers
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I have a hotdog for a pet,
The only kind my folks would let
Me get.
He does smell sort of bad
And yet,
He absolutely never gets
The sofa wet.
We have a butcher for a bet,
The strangest vet you ever met.
Guess we’re the weirdest family yet,
To have a hotdog for a pet.Hot Dog -
Oh wouldn’t it be a most wondrous thing
To have a guitar that could play and sing
By itself - what an absolutely joy it would be
To have a guitar… that didn’t need me.My Guitar -
Why can’t I play the carrot
In the veggie play this year?
I always play the carrot,
I’ve got the costume here.
I am the perfect carrot -
Tall and thin as a rope -
So why do they say I have to play
The dumb ol’ cantaloupe?Veggie Play -
Here comes summer,
Here comes summer,
Chirping robin, budding rose.
Here comes summer,
Here comes summer,
Gentle showers, summer clothes.
Here comes summer,
Here comes summer -
Whoosh - shiver - there it goes.Here Comes -
Some people manicure their nails,
Some people trim them neatly,
Some people keep them filed down,
I bite ‘em off completely.
Yes it’s a nasty habit, but
Before you start to scold,
Remember, I have never ever
Scratched a single soul.The Nailbiter -
The walrus got braces,
And that’s why his face is
A tangle of wire and steel.
He’ll sit straight and he’ll wait
Till his tusks are both straight -
And then think how happy he’ll feel!
(But meanwhile, they’re ruining his meal.)Tusk, Tusk -
You have a magic carpet
That will whiz you through the air,
To Spain or Maine or Africa
If you just tell it where.
So will you let it take you
Where you’ve never been before,
Or will you buy some drapes to match
And use it
On you
Floor?Magic Carpet
