Happy Birthday - Shel

Today, September 25 in 1930, Sheldon Alan "Shel" Silverstein was born. Now a little bitty termite, he come knockin', Knockin' at my front door, He walked right in, sat right down Started nibblin' on the kitchen floor He chewed on the walls and the ceilings and the halls -- Lord knows he tried -- But he kept a-gettin' thinner And he never got no dinner And finally he sat up and cried... He said, "It's plastic, good Lord, it's plastic! I know it ain't no wood And it can't do me no good, Because it's plastic -- and you can't eat plastic, Everything's gonna be plastic by and by!" Then one afternoon in the month of June I went down to the beach. There were cuties and beauties in little bathin' suities And all of them within my reach. Then a 38-24-36 miss just happened to be passin' my way. I said, "Please don't think I'm nervy, but you look so very curvy Please tell me how you got that way!" She said, "It's plastic -- it's only plastic, It's pretty as can be, but you know that it ain't me, Because they're plastic, oh yes they're plastic, Everything's gonna be plastic by and by." We lost Shel on May 10, 1999. Thanks Shel.

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