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"I love coming here. They just let kids be kids."
- John Short (Age 7),
To ABC Eyewitness News Reporter,
Art McFarland |
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"When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glance,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone,
I cannot put my finger on it now,
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I...have become, comfortably numb."
- Roger Waters: Pink Floyd |
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| Tickling the Monster |
I was sitting in my classroom
Just as good as good can be,
When a great big hairy monster
Started looking in at me.
I told my friend who saw it too.
She said, "What are we gonna do?"
I said, "Hey monster, go away!"
What else is ther for me to say?
The Tickle Song
There's a terrible big green monster
And he's looking right at me---
a hairy big, scary big, monster I wish I didn't see.
He's getting so much closer,
It's looking pretty bad.
I know...
I'll tickle his nose.
I'll tickle his toes.
I hope it doesn't make him made.
We'll tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle,
Tickle his hairy green face.
We'll tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle,
Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle,
Tickle him every place.
We'll tickle his foot.
We'll tickle his knees.
We'll tickle where he hears.
We'll tickle where he sees.
Then the monster laughed:
"Ha, ha, hoo, hoo--
You guys tickled me.
Now I'm gonna tickle you.
Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle.
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