Hist! (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
Hist! . . . . . . Hark!The night is very dark,And we've to go a mile or soAcross the ...
Hist! . . . . . . Hark!The night is very dark,And we've to go a mile or soAcross the ...
Knit, knit, knit, knit! See old white-capped Pussy sit, Fairly gray with worry and care, In her ...
Triangular Tommy, one morning in May, Went out for a walk on the public highway. Just here I will ...
Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt, An' wrecks a joint to square a ...
mehitabel the cat claims thatshe has a human soulalso and has transmigratedfrom body to body and itmay be so boss ...
Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was and the spirit shall return to God who gave ...
Beware the Sissy Boy my child, Not because he's very wild; The Sissy Boy is never that, ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE)When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day,The fair Winfreda bode at ...
Hist! . . . . . . Hark!The night is very dark,And we've to go a mile or soAcross the ...
'Above the Senates brawl - the maddening roar for gain, Do you hear the Christmas Carol - the felons clanking ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum,And I train with the soldier boys;As up the street we come,Wonderful is our noise!There's ...
I am troubled to-night with a curious pain;It is not of the flesh, it is not of the brain,Nor yet ...
I shan't tell you what's his name:When we want to play a game,Always thinks that he'll be hurt,Soil his jacket ...
Cat!Atter her, atter her,Sleeky flatterer,Spitfire chatterer,Scatter her, scatter herWuff!Wuff!Treat her rough!Git her, git her,Whiskery spitter!Catch her, catch her,Green-eyed scratcher!SlatherySlitheryHisser,Don't miss ...
I am watching Cleo listening, our cat listening to Mozart's Magic Flute. What can she be hearing? What can the ...
Late January, in the cold clear wood Boots crunch through layers of snow and ice Breath catches in beard and ...
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum, And I train with the soldier boys; As up the street we come, Wonderful ...
They say that Monte Carlo is A sunny place for shady people; But I'm not in the gambling biz, And ...
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