I Think All of Life's Problems Ought To Be Solved With Simple Homilies, Don't You?

Each morning my mother with all of her power
Would leave to tend to her patients
And I'd stay with dad and sit by him as
He wrote and illustrated
And then he'd make dinner and mom would come in
And they'd smile so big and so winsome
And it was right there in the small town of Verton
That they passed on their wisdom

If you make your bed and lie in it
You'll mess up all the sheets
So don't make your bed
Make up your mind to go straight to sleep
Or lie and say you slept there
And then sleep it off instead
Two wrongs will make it right
You'll upright with a bedder head

And if it's happily
You're after, my darling
Don't wait for ever
If you're clever, it's calling

There's plenty of fish in the barrel
And the dead ones go with the flow
It's rude to shoot your suitors
If they're cold, let 'em go
But if you shoot the breeze
Instead of where that fish is at
You've gone fishing with the wind
If you catch and release my draft

And if it's happily
You're after, my darling
Don't wait for ever
If you're clever, it's calling

Everybody hurts but the words can never do it
So blame the sticks and stones
You know the wolf can blow right through it
Wolfish words are nothing
When you're rubber and they're glue
Nothing hurts you if you let it
So don't go feeling blue
Glue that nothing to a page
Stick your stony words upon it
Throw the page against the wall
And hang up those phony phonics
If that's a heavy load
This happy home will grin and bear it
Divided houses fall but
Ours will stand and share it

And if it's happily
You're after, my darling
Don't wait for ever
If you're clever, it's calling

There's calm before the dawn
And there's dark before the storm
Between those cumulo-nitwits' lines
You'll find your form
Half those lines are silver
And half of them are gold
You just need something borrowed
We'll put that book on hold

And when it's family
You need for anything
We'll be here always
Just you call and you will see