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feministmama
08-09-2005, 09:05 PM
Well,
I was walking in the night
And I saw nothing scary.
For I have never been afraid
Of anything. Not very.

Then I was deep within the woods
When, suddenly, I spied them.
I saw a pair of pale green pants
With nobody inside them!

I wasn't scared. But, yet, I stopped.
What could those pants be there for?
What could a pair of pants at night
Be standing in the air for?

And then they moved! Those empty pants!
They kind of started jumping.
And then my heart, I must admit,
It kind of started thumping.

So I got out. I got out fast
As fast as I could go, sir,
I wasn't scared. But pants like that
I did not care for. No, sir.

After that, a week went by.
Then one dark night in Grin-itch
(I had to do an errand there
And fetch some Grin-itch spinach).

Well, I had fetched the spinach.
I was starting back through town
When those pants raced round a corner
And they almost knocked me down!

I lost my Grin-itch spinach
But I didn't even care.
I ran for home! Believe me,
I had really had a scare!

Now, bicycles were never made
For pale green pants to ride 'em,
Especially spooky pale green pants
With nobody inside them!

And the NEXT night, I was fishing
For Doubt-trout on Roover River
When those pants came rowing toward me!
Well, I began to shiver.

And by now I was SO frightened
That, I'll tell you, but I hate to.
I screamed and rowed away and lost
My hook and line and bait, too!

I ran and found a Brickel bush.
I hid myself away.
I got brickels in my britches
But I stayed there anyway.

I stayed all night. The next night, too.
I'd be there still, no doubt,
But I had to do an errand
So, the next night, I went out.

I had to do an errand,
Had to pick a peck of Snide
In a dark and gloomy Snide-field
That was almost nine miles wide.

I said, 'I do not fear those pants
With nobody inside them.'
I said, and said, and said those words.
I said them. But I lied them.

Then I reached inside a Snide bush
And the next thing that I knew,
I felt my hand touch someone!
And I'll bet that you know who.

And there I was! Caught in the Snide!
And in that dreadful place
Those spooky, empty pants and I
Were standing face to face!

I yelled for help, I screamed. I shrieked.
I howled. I yowled. I cried,
'Oh, save me from these pale green pants
With nobody inside!

But then a strange thing happened.
Why, those pants began to cry!
Those pants began to tremble.
They were just as scared as I!

I never heard such whimpering
And I began to see
That I was just as strange to them
As they were strange to me!

I put my arm around their waist
And sat right down beside them
I calmed them down.
Poor empty pants
With nobody inside them.

And now we meet quite often,
Those empty pants and I,
And we never shake or tremble.
We both smile
And we say
'Hi!'

And now we meet quite often,
Those empty pants and I,
And we never shake or tremble.
We both smile

And we say

'Hi!'

Ingrid
08-09-2005, 09:44 PM
:D Thank you, thank you Fem-I-Am!

BinkyKat
08-09-2005, 10:21 PM
Luvin' some green pantsiam!
thanks for the walk down memory lane...
got any starbellied sneeches? :roflhard:

kemp
08-10-2005, 09:19 AM
:roflhard: :roflhard:

Miss good old Seuss. They should make some kind of adult Suess-like books :)

punkhippiemom
08-12-2005, 01:01 PM
There's a pretty cute one out, "You're Only Old Once":

For your pill-drill you'll go to room six-sixty-three
where a voice will instruct you, "Repeat after me...
This small white pill is what I munch
at breakfast and right after lunch.
I take the pill that's kelly green
before each meal and in between.
These loganberry colored pills
I take for early morning chills.
I take the pill with zebra stripes
to cure my early evening gripes.
The orange-tinted ones, of course,
I take to cure my charley horse.
I take three blues at half past eight
to slow my exhalation rate.
On alternate nights at nine p.m.
I swallow pinkies, four of them.
The reds, which make my eyebrows strong,
I eat like popcorn, all day long.
The speckled brown ones are what I keep
beside my bed to help me sleep.
This long flat one is what I take
if I should die before I wake."

ekgheiy
08-12-2005, 03:28 PM
Thanks Fem :oops:

Ingrid
08-12-2005, 03:43 PM
:roflhard: :roflhard:

Miss good old Seuss. They should make some kind of adult Suess-like books :)

Do you think the Lorax, The Sneetches, Yertle the Turtle, and the other 'socially conscious' books are really aimed at the kids? I think they're aimed at the adults reading them aloud. I read these to my kids and now to my grandkids, and it has opened up discussions about conservation, prejudice and tyranny.