I Can Be Someone's And Still Be

This Boat That We Just Built Is Just Fine - And Don't Try To Tell Us It's Not The Sides And The Back Are Divine - It's The Bottom I Guess We Forgot

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

My Skin Is Kind Of Sort Of Brownish Pinkish Yellowish White. My Eyes Are Greyish Blueish Green, But I'm Told They Look Orange In The Night. My Hair Is Reddish Blondish Brown, But Its Silver When Its Wet, And All The Colors I Am Inside Have Not Been Invented Yet.

I Was Always Prepared For Success But That Means That I Have To Be Prepared For Failure, Too.

Once There Was A Tree, And She Loved A Little Boy.