Friday, January 29, 2010

I like you

I like you, By Sandol Stoddard :)

I like you
And I know why
I like you because
You are a good person
To like
I like you because
When I tell you something special
You know it’s special
And you remember it
A long long time
You say remember when
You told me
Something special
And both of us remember
When I say something is important
You think it’s important too
We have good ideas
When I say something funny
You laugh
I think I’m funny and
You think I’m funny too
I like you because
You know where I’m tickleish
And you don’t tickle me there
Just a little tiny bit sometimes
But if you do then I know where to tickle you too
You know how to be silly
That’s why I like you
Boy are you ever silly
I never met anybody sillier that me
Till I met you
I like you because
You know when it’s time to stop being silly
Maybe day after tomorrow
Maybe never
Oops too late
It’s quarter past silly
We fool around the same way all the time
Sometimes we don’t say a word
We snurkle under fences
We spy secret places
If I am a goofus on the roofus
Hoolering my head off
You are one too
If I pretend I am drowning
You pretend you are saving me
If I am getting ready to pop a paper bag
Then you are getting ready to jump
That’s because you really like me
You really like me
Don’t you
And I really like you back
And you like me back
And I like you back
And that’s the way we keep on going
If you go away then I go away too
Or if I stay home
You send me a postcard
You don/t just say
Well see you around
I like you a lot because of that
If I go away
I send you a post card too
And I like you because
If we go away together
And if we are lost in Grand Central Station
And if I get lost
Then you are the one that is yelling for me
Hey where are you
Here I am
And I like you because
When I am feeling sad
You don’t always cheer me up right away
Sometimes it is better to be sad
You can’t stand the others being so googly and gaggly
Every single minute
You want to think about things
It takes time
I like you because if I am mad at you
Then you are mad at me too
It’s aweful when the other person isn’t
They are so nice and hoo-hoo you could
Just about punch them in the nose
I like you because if I think I am going to throw up then you are really sorry
You don’t just pretend you are busy looking at the birdies and all that
You say maybe it was something you ate
You say the same thing happened to me one time
And the same thing did
If you find two four-leaf clovers
You give me one
If I find four
I give you two
If we only find three
We keep on looking
Sometimes we have good luck
And sometimes we don’t
If I break my arm and
You break your arm too
Then it is fun to have a broken arm
I tell you about mine
You tell me about yours
We are both sorry
We write our names and draw pictures
We show everybody and they wish they had a broken arm too
I like you because
I don’t know why but
Everything that happens
Is nicer with you
I can’t remember when I didn’t like you
It must have been lonesome then
I like you because
I forget why
But I do
So many reasons
On the fourth of july
I like you because
It’s the fourth of july
On the fifth of july
I like you too
If you and I had some drums
And some horns and some horses
If we had some hats and some
Flags and some fire engines
We could be a HOLIDAY
We could be a CELEBRATION
We could be a WHOLE PARADE
See what I mean?
Even if it was the nine hundred and ninety-ninth of July
Even if it was August
Even if it was way down at the bottom of November
Even if it was no place particular in January
I would go on choosing you
And you would go on choosing me
Over and over again
That’s how it would happen every time
I don’t know why
I guess I don’t know why I like you really
Why do I like you
I guess I just like you
I guess I just like you
Because I like you

1 comment:

  1. definitely bought that in the bookstore and gave it to curtis randomly last year...

    love it.