Dr. Seuss, Shel Silverstein... I miss you my friends,
and dream of a ten turtle stack where the sidewalk ends.
Though I'm now an adult, I miss the sing song of your rhymes.
They teach little lessons and make us talk in time.
So here's my attempt at a silly adult version - a wacky news, silly video, rhyming poetry fusion.
their salaries as they see fit.
The new, "everybody's doing it"?
A way to survive the recession
and try to avoid depression?
We think that we don't cause a ruckus,
but, sweetheart, you're a pain in the tuchus.