August 11, 2008

ICKLE ME, PICKLE ME, TICKLE ME TOO

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too
Went for a ride in a flying shoe.
"Hooray!"
"What fun!"
"It's time we flew!"
Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle was captain, and Pickle was crew
And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew
As higher
And higher
And higher they flew,
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle Me Pickle Me, Tickle Me too,
Over the sun and beyond the blue.
"Hold on!"
"Stay in !"
"I hope we do!"
Cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too
Never returned to the world they knew,
And nobody Knows what's
Happened to
Dear Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

~Shel Silverstein

Can you figure out who's who in our family? Hint: I'm not the captain, and Pickle's the crew . . .