I'm Reginald Clark, I'm afraid of the dark So please do not close this book on me.

I've discovered a way to stay friends forever - There's really nothing to it. I simply tell you what to do And you do it!

Ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too never returned to the world they knew and nobody knows what happened to dear ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too

We can't find the cat, We don't know where she's at, Oh, where did she go? Does anyone know? Let's ask this walking hat.

...In a world of apples and kisses and shoes He wasted his wishes on wishing.

I believe that if you don’t want to do anything, then sit there and don’t do it, but don’t expect people to hand you a corn beef sandwich and wash your socks for you.

I can be somebody's and still be my own.

Since my fried left me,I've got nothing to do but walking.I walk to forget.I walk,I escape,I get further.My friend will not come back,now I am a marathon man.

Sometimes I get so depressed 'Bout what I haven't done. -NEVER

The Voice No teacher, preacher, parent, friend Or wise man can decide What's right for you - just listen to The voice that speaks inside.

I keep meeting all the right people At all the wrong times.

I'd rather play tennis than go to the dentist. I'd rather play soccer than go to the doctor. I'd rather play Hurk than go to work. Hurk? Hurk? What's Hurk? I don't know, but it must be better than work.

I was hoping that perhaps I could roll with you..." "You cannot roll with me," said the Big O, "but perhaps you can roll by yourself.

Talked my head off Worked my tail off Cried my eyes out Walked my feet off Sang my heart out So you see, There's really not much left of me.

If you're nasty, I won't fight. If you're rough, well that's just you. If you're mean, that's alright too. Whatever you are is all okay. I don't like you anyway.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends.

How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ‘em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give ‘em.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my toys will break. So none of the other kids can use 'em.... Amen.

Oh I'm lookin' for my missin' piece I'm lookin' for my missin' piece Hi-dee-ho, here I go, Lookin' for my missin' piece

Don’t know where he’s going but sees where he’s been.

There are no happy endings, endings are sad-so let's have a happy beginning and a happy middle.

It's all the same to the clam.

When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? Someone smarter--someone new? Someone better--maybe YOU!

Many leaves one tree