I dreamed I saw Shel Silverstein
Alive as you or me!
His head was bare of any hair
As he hugged The Giving Tree.
I begged him for a song or two—
He picked up his guitar!
And sang about A Boy Named Sue
Whose father had a scar.
And then we had a hug-of-war
Like the very best of friends.
I dreamed I saw Shel Silverstein
Down Where The Sidewalk Ends.