I walk very slow,

    I cant do a and--

    I might overflow,

    So pardon t said--

    Im just not theres rain in my head.

    the sidewalk ends

    And before treet begins,

    And t and we,

    And t,

    And ts from

    to cool in t wind.

    Let us leave the smoke blows black

    And treet winds and bends.

    Past ts w flowers grow

    e s is measured and slow,

    And ce arrows go

    to the sidewalk ends.

    Yes  is measured and slow,

    And well go we arrows go,

    For they know

    the sidewalk ends.