| abstract | - Time for poetry club. My dad took me to a hockey game I got hit on the head by a puck I yelled out — Ow! My head! Ow! Call an ambulance! Ouch! Ow! Oh, brother, this hurts! Put ice on it! It's gonna swell! I got a big old purple lump on my head And used it for show and tell. These are the things that make me nauseous Gloopy green gloop that drips from faucets Blue hair that grows on slices of bread When your big old dog drools in your bed. When a dirty sock drops on your face, P.U. When your friend's baby sister starts to spew Half a worm in the apple you bit Finding a human bone in your jello Blowing nose-slime green and yellow And people who eat creamed corn with their mouths open so you can see it. The end. Arthur ("Jimmy in the City") Jimmy was a happy ape until some hunters caught him He liked the jungle better than the city where they brought him The city was louder; the city was meaner Even the dirt in the jungle was cleaner So Jimmy made a daring escape The hunters were suddenly minus one ape He climbed the tallest building Because from there he'd see How far away the jungle was From the middle of the city Jimmy jumped into a passing plane But the pilot didn't wait for him to explain Jimmy flew back to the jungle and told his ape friends in their lair "The city's okay for a visit, but you couldn't make me live there." Wacky, goofy, goony, screwy Absolutely busalooey Hold it! Did you say "busalooey"? You're interrupting my poem. There's no such word... except in that song! You didn't say I couldn't read it. You just said... No "Crazy Bus"!
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