Shel Silverstein

(September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 / Chicago/ Illinois)

Shel Silverstein Poems

1. Rotten Convention 1/4/2016
2. Mr. Grumpledump's Song 3/30/2016
3. Dirty Face 11/17/2015
4. Won't You? 11/17/2015
5. Wastebasket Brother 5/13/2015
6. Hungry Mungry 2/14/2016
7. Backward Bill 10/2/2015
8. The Homework Machine 3/17/2015
9. Don'T Change On My Account 1/20/2015
10. Thumbsucker 4/7/2010
11. Runny’s Heading Rabits 4/7/2010
12. Son Of A Scoundrel 4/7/2010
13. Quaaludes Again 4/7/2010
14. Scum Of The Earth 4/7/2010
15. Sure Hit Songwriter’s Pen 4/7/2010
16. Ring Of Grass 4/7/2010
17. Stacy Brown Got Two 4/7/2010
18. Makin' It Natural 4/7/2010
19. Marie Laveau 4/7/2010
20. Come After Jinny 4/6/2010
21. Shadow Race 4/7/2010
22. Masochistic Baby 4/7/2010
23. The Great Conch Train Robbery 4/7/2010
24. The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan 4/7/2010
25. On The Way To The Bottom 4/7/2010
26. Man Who Got No Sign 4/7/2010
27. Turkey? 4/7/2010
28. Mama I'Ll Sing One For You 4/7/2010
29. Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me 4/7/2010
30. Polly In A Porny 4/7/2010
31. The Worlds Greatest Smoke Off 4/7/2010
32. Kick It Again 4/7/2010
33. Lydia Pinkham 4/7/2010
34. Peace Proposal 4/7/2010
35. Hey Nelly Nelly 4/7/2010
36. Folk Singer's Blues 4/7/2010
37. Strange Restaurant 4/7/2010
38. Morgan’s Curse 4/7/2010
39. Sylvia's Mother 4/7/2010
40. Somebody Stole My Rig 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Shel Silverstein

Where The Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and ...

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25 Minutes To Go

They're buildin' the gallows outside my cell.
I got 25 minutes to go.

And in 25 minutes I'll be in Hell.
I got 24 minutes to go.

Well, they give me some beans for my last meal.
23 minutes to go.

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