Just to lighten things up a bit, here’s a children’s story/poem I’m working on….

Animal Wisdom by Jim Smith © 2013

I saw a crazy bird flying’ upside down.
I said, “Hey, aren’t you worried you might hit the ground?”

He said, “No, cuz I’m looking up at the sky
and I like to look where I like to fly.
And who says I’m the one that’s upside down?
I’m lookin’ On High, you’re starin’ at the ground.

Then down the road a little bit later
was a laughin’, splashin’ alligator.
He made so much noise all the fish swam away.
I said, “Hey, aren’t you worried you won’t eat today

He said, “Naw, I’ll have dinner a little bit later
Ain’t you never seen a happy alligator?”

And then I saw a big woolly lion
He was flappin’ his arms and tryin’ to fly.
I said, ‘Hey crazy lion you know you can’t fly?”

He said, “Maybe not, but I’m willing to try.
You know, man thinks he knows what can’t be done
so he never tries, and that’s half the fun.

An elephant was sittin’ on a log
Just starin’ at the stars and talkin’ about God.
I said “Hey, how do you know God is real?”

He said, “I’ve got a big heart and I know what I feel.”

He said, “The gator and the bird and the lion too
They all had something to say to you.
You’ll be full of joy if you look On High
But you’ll never know, if you never try.”

Okay, my last post was too serious. So here’s a little song I wrote years ago. It’s meant to be sung as an Irish diddy. (Sorry about the flatulence reference, but hey, it’s about a little boy so what’da expect? Here goes…

When I was just a young wee lad
I thought I was so smart
Cause I made pets of bullfrogs
And I knew how to fart

We never played with girls cause
They all had cooties
And it was the mark of a really fine day
Whenever I skinned my knees

(And it was the mark of a really fine day
Whenever he skinned his knees)

Now I never knew what cooties were
But still I stayed away
Until Willie Jean came by
One frozen winters day

She hit me with a snowball
And something changed inside
The more I got tall, the more that I’d fall
And soon she was me bride

(The more he got tall, the more that he’d fall
And soon she was his bride)

My wife she tried to change me
But to no avail
Seems the Peter Pan inside
Simply will not fail

She hopes some day I’ll grow up
But no faster than I can
For the girl inside the Misses loves
The boy inside the man

(For the girl inside the Misses loves
The boy inside the man)

Now boys ‘ill be boys and men ‘ill be men
They’re really just the same
Except that the wee one’s
Have a ‘Y’ behind their name

When Billy is Bill and Johnny is John,
And Teddy is Ted, and Freddy is Fred
They’ll all still have a wee young lad
A bouncin’ in their head

(They’ll all still have a wee young lad
A bouncin’ in their . . . head)

copyright Jim W. Smith 2013

Well, my Baby-Boomer generation is getting older. So I got to wondering how Janis Joplin would see things if she was still alive.

Here’s a little song in honor of her.

(Sing it to the tune of “Mercedes Benz.”  And be sure to pronounce “again” like a Canadian.)

Oh Lord why’d ya give me
this crazy white hair
The years go so fast now
it doesn’t seem fair
Once I was a young man
as strong as a bear
Oh Lord why’d ya give me
this crazy white hair?

Oh Lord why’d ya send me
the things that you send
I pee way more often
than I did back then
If I travel too far
I depend on Depends
Oh Lord why’d ya send me
the things that you send

Oh Lord I guess I
can’t really complain
You don’t just send sunshine
you send us the rain
But I can find blessings
now and again
Oh Lord I guess I
can’t really complain

Oh Lord I guess I
can’t really complain