Dear Steven Cravis,
There is a small hole
In my heart
And I know that it can heal
But I don't want to wait for it to patch
Up
I want it to go away
But music helps me clear my brain and calm down
And you do a good job of that
I love you and your music
And I hope that one day I may be able to
Download your sheet music and be able to
Play it
Thank you
Stevn Cravis
Love,
A dedicated fan!
(P.s. go to www.stevencravis.com to listen to most of his music. Go to www.orisinal.com to play games with his music in it. Bubble Bees is one and The Perilous Voyage is the other.)

Happily this afternoon
Along the beach I waddle
Looking at the sand,
I spy an old, forgotten, bottle.
I scoop it up and look at it,
My eyes go big and wide,
For heavens yes, there seems to be,
A treasure map inside.
Somewhere at the tail-end,
Of this twisty dotted line,
A chest of gold awaits,
And soon it will be mine.
I buy a sturdy shovel,
Since the treasure will be deep,
I buy expensive boots,
Because my old ones are too cheap.
I buy a fancy compass,
And a treasure hunting cap,
And off I set into the forrest,
Eyes upon my map.
So carefully I trace the pathway,
Every little bend,
It's almost getting dark,
Before at least I reach the end.
I'm so excited, I can't help,
But do a little jig.
I calm myself, take out my shovel,
And proceed to dig.
I dig and dig,and dig and dig,
Untill my hands begin to hurt,
Then finally my treasure chest,
All worn and caked in dirt.
But when I look inside,
I only find a note,
Upon it is this simple little message,
And I quote:
"Everybody wants to find a burried treasure chestm
But no one wants to burry one,
If you do be my guest!"
--Pirates are a**holes!

Night
And day
In the dark
During light
The Owl
With the Frog
And the Raven
The flower opens up
But not the Crow
The Pussycat walks with silent paws
The Mouse can't see the Owl fly
The Mouse doesn't hear the Cat's bell
But the People cry in nightmares
The Tigerlilly shows in the sun
And the Dog barks at a stranger
The Frog jumps from pad to pad
The Cyote howls and the Wolf travels alone
And the tree is wet with dew
And the tree grows wet
The desert is hot
The Ostritch stops
Thirsty with Camel spit
Eager to walk
People swim
The pool is still
The Crow sits on a cornfield Scarecrow
Dragonfly Dies
Yet
Life
As different as night and day
And exactly the same

Put your hands on your knees
And hobble to the right
Then do a 360 with your eyes shut tight
While you're dizzy get busy and pretend you're a mime
Then make whiny noises and clap 5 times
Hold out your arms
Start running in place
Try to do the moonwalk
And fall on your face
Get up and stomp around like a big fat Lummox
Then jump out the window with your hands on your buttox!

I know a certian Logan
Who knows a certain snowman
Who in the world of rockin
Is second to no man
His nose is red and shiny
His top hat is fantastic
He lights up the stage
And he's made of magic plastic
He can't type very well
Because he wears those spiffy mittens
He's cutter than a button
Or a baby made of kittens
And when he goes to Tokyo
He's bigger than Godzilla
His name is Vanilla
And this song is for him!