Pickles for one
Pickles for two
Pickles for some
Pickles for few
Pickles for smiles
Pickles for laughs
Pickles in wholes
Pickles in halves
Pickles for Henry
Pickles for Sue
Pickles for everyone
Pickles for you

Today I sat
All by myself
By the wall
A book on a shelf
I sat and pondered
About many a things
I sat and wondered
Of trees and things
I sat and watched
The faces of you
I sat and looked
At your scribbles of Q's
I sat and listened
To gossip and chatter
I sat and heard
Why it didn't matter
I sat and tasted
Bitter bitter words
I sat and mumbled
Phrases absurd
I thought and sat
Down on the floor
Why don't I sit
Just a little bit more?

Goodnight I say
Goodnight, Goodnight
Goodnight I whisper
As I turn off the light
Goodnight to the moon,
The stars, the sun
Goodnight to my family
And that special someone
Goodnight to the books
That cover the shelves
Goodnight to the lovers
Who hate themselves
Goodnight to the people,
The friends of my past,
Goodnight to the present
And the future at last
Goodnight to the children
Who sleep one last time
And goodnight to the parents
Who whisper them rhymes
Goodnight to this world
And the people within
And I whisper goodnight
As I sleep with its sin

Did you ever once think
A thought of a thought
A thought where you smiled
Or maybe thought not
It's strange to think
Of thinking a thought
When one second it's there
Then the next thought not
But other times
When you think a thought
You keep thinking that thought
And forget it not

Sometimes I think
A lot about thoughts
But all I get in the end
Is a big thought knot

I cannot sleep
It's 1 a.m.
So I'll just weep
'Till it's morning again

There once was a girl
Who knew not a soul
Who lied or cursed
Or drunk or swore
She lived very happy
In her innocent life
Tucked in warm hands
That bore no knife
But as she grew
Marks up the wall
Her knowledge of the world
Was surprisingly small
She looked in wonder
At the people around
And wondered aloud
Why she was so safe and sound
Everyone seemed dangerous
With lies and a past
That swore to haunt them
'Till the days of their last
This little girl
So confused and blind
Opened her arms,
Her heart, her mind
But the world was cruel
It smirked with disgust
To teach her a lesson
This world, it must
Her arms became ******
Bruised with cuts
Her heart broke in two
Her mind left to rust
So this innocent girl
Who cared so much
Turned her back on the world
For she had cared too much