If I Were In Charge of the World
Judith Viorst
  If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
Monday mornings,
Allergy shots, and also Sara Steinberg.

If I were in charge of the world
There'd be brighter nights lights,
Healthier hamsters, and
Basketball baskets forty eight inches lower.

If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn't have lonely.
You wouldn't have clean.
You wouldn't have bedtimes.
Or "Don't punch your sister."
You wouldn't even have sisters.

If I were in charge of the world
A chocolate sundae with whipped cream and nuts would be a vegetable
All 007 movies would be G,
And a person who sometimes forgot to brush,
And sometimes forgot to flush,
Would still be allowed to be
In charge of the world.


If We Didn't Have Birthdays


If we didn't have birthdays, you wouldn't be you.
If you'd never been born, well then what would you do?
If you'd never been born, well then what would you be?
You might be a fish! Or a toad in a tree!
You might be a doorknob! Or three baked potatoes!
You might be a bag full of hard green tomatoes.
Or worse than all that ... Why you might be a WASN'T.
A Wasn't has no fun at all. No, he doesn't.
A Wasn't just isn't. He just isn't present.
But you ... You ARE YOU! And now, isn't that pleasant.
~Dr. Seuss



Everybody Says

By: Dorothy Aldis


Everybody says

I look just like my mother.

Everybody says

I'm the image of Aunt Bee.

Everybody says

My nose is like my father's

But I just want to look like ME!


There's no one in

This whole wide world

Exactly just like me.

I am me and

You are you,

We're special,

Don't you see?


I am Me

I am special because I am me

And there's nobody anywhere just like me

I have my own shape and my very own size

My very own hair and my very own eyes.

I like what I like, and dislike some things too.

You're special too, but I can't be you!

'Cause the very best person that I can be ...


I'm nobody! Who are you?"

By Emily Dickinson

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!