My eldest son had the Shel Silverstein book of poetry and read it until the pages began to fall out. It also contains "A Boy Named Sue," which Johnny Cash used to good effect.

A small digression: Back in the early days of the "sexual revolution," when "Playboy" was still a big deal and Hugh Hefner had a Chicago-based TV show, Silverstein seemed to be the Playboy official poet, much as Leroy Neiman was the official artist.