A Session With Uncle Sidney (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
IONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems, You sit on _this_--and ...
IONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems, You sit on _this_--and ...
The Hired Man's supper, which he sat before,In near reach of the wood-box, the stove-doorAnd one leaf of the kitchen-table, ...
NYC BluesBig time time hard on on me bluesNew York City hard sunday morning bluesyeahJunkie waking upbones ache trying to ...
"Hey, Bud! O Bud!" rang out a gleeful call,--"_The Loehrs is come to your house!_" And a smallBut very much ...
Of all the doctors I could cite you to in this-'ere town Doc Sifers is my favorite, jes' take him up ...
The rabbit's ears are flattened and he's squattin' scared and still,Ag'inst the dripping cedar; and the quail below the hillAre ...
NOTICEStep up ye gallant fair and brave!Step up, Torn, Jake and Kate,Unto my store in Norwalk town,In Main Street, number ...
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull,And we flew the pretty colours of the cross-bones and ...
MAMMY'S in de kitchen, an' de do' is shet;All de pickaninnies climb an' tug an' sweat,Gittin' to de winder, stickin' ...
"Uncle Jake's Place," St. Jo, Mo., 1874"I was born in Indiany," says a stranger, lank and slim,As us fellers in ...
Society has good intentions Bureaucracy is like a friend5years ago - other furies other losses -America'strying to control the uncontrollable ...
Whin yoah corns an' bunions achin',An' yoah body's full o' pain,Yo' can res' right shure an' sertin',Dat we's goin' 'o ...
Up to the Hall, my lady there'll wear her satin gown,For little Miss and Master'll be coming ...
Didn't know Flynn,--Flynn of Virginia,--Long as he's been 'yar?Look 'ee here, stranger,Whar HEV you been?Here in this tunnel He was ...
You want to know what's the matter with me, do yer? My! ain't men blinder'n moles? It ain't nothin' new, ...
'T was Fultah Fisher's boarding-house, Where sailor-men reside, And there were men of all the ports From Mississip to Clyde, ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
We talked with family last night, not mine or yours specifically but ours, the ones we love familiarly. When little ...
Granny's come to our house, And ho! my lawzy-daisy! All the childern round the place Is ist a-runnin' crazy! Fetched ...
We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones ...
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