Everything Isn't Everything

If There Is A Book You Want To Read But Isn`t Written Yet,write It.

What Did The Carrot Say To The Wheat? Lettuce Rest, I'm Feeling Beet.

Although I Cannot See Your Face As You Flip These Poems Awhile, Somewhere From Some Far-off Place I Hear You Laughing--and I Smile.

I Can Be Someone's And Still Be My Own.

The Hens They All Cackle, The Roosters All Beg, But I Will Not Hatch, I Will Not Hatch. For I Hear All The Talk Of Pollution And War As The People All Shout And The Airplane Roar, So I'm Staying In Here Where It's Safe And It's Warm, And I Will Not Hatch!