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.