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I first encountered Shel Silverstein in the pages of Playboy, which
included his poetry among its range of literary offerings. (I can't
claim to have read Playboy for the articles, at least not with a
straight face. But I did read the articles. At least the short
ones. But I digress.)
Actually, I ran into Shel even before I worked up the nerve to buy
Playboy. Unbeknownst to me, he'd provided the lyrics to some favorite
novelty songs. Remember
The
Unicorn?
Some
Irish guys may have performed that little bible lesson, but it was
this bald Jewish imp who gave them the words. And, as miraculous as
it is that
Dr.
Hook & The Medicine Show could produce intelligible
sounds, it was Shel again who introduced them to
Sylvia's
Mother and put them on
The
Cover of The Rolling Stone.
The iTMS puts this collection under
Children's
Music. Guess it's just as well I never grew up.
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