When You're First, You Don't Know Any Better

If the chicken came before the egg,
the first hen to lay one must have vowed
never again to lift her leg,
cuz when she did, her insides fell out.

But if the egg came before the chicken,
the chicken inside must've, under his breath,
sworn if he kept up his fussin' and kickin',
he'd scramble himself to death.

(C)1998, Arden Davidson

Muncha Buncha Lunch


Muncha Buncha Lunch
is the nickname of a kid
who eats everybody's lunches
that aren't locked up or hid.

If you ever turn your back on him
for even half a minute,
when you turn back to your lunch box,
that ole Muncha Bunch is in it.

He eats chips and grapes and
pears and soup and sandwiches galore.
And when he's done with all of that,
he still can eat some more.

He munches, crunches, gulps and swallows
everything in sight.
He eats lunch for breakfast...dinner too,
and even at midnight.

I wonder what would happen
if somebody had a hunch
and sent all the school kids home at noon
except for Muncha Bunch.

Then whose bananas would he steal?
Whose pretzels would he take?
He'd probably end up eating all the chairs,
for goodness sake.

That Muncha Buncha's appetite
is just too big to stop.
Next time he tries to eat my lunch,
I'm gonna call a cop!

That will teach him not to be
so gluttonous and rude,
cuz then all he'll have left to eat
is yucky prison food!


(C) 1998, Arden Davidson

My True Colors

When you color inside of coloring books,
you're supposed to stay inside the lines.
Use blue for the sky.
Use green for the grass.
And use red for all of the stop signs.

But when I color inside of my coloring books,
I make my own designs.
I make the sky yellow,
I make the grass orange,
and I never stay inside the lines.

Cuz it's more fun to color in coloring books
when the rules have been trampled and tossed.
Some horses look better
in purple and green,
and some lines are meant to be crossed.


(C)1998, Arden Davidson