Signs (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
It's "be a good boy, Willie," And it's "run away and play,For Santa Claus is coming With his ...
It's "be a good boy, Willie," And it's "run away and play,For Santa Claus is coming With his ...
White are the far-off plains, and whiteThe fading forests grow;The wind dies out along the height,And denser still the snow,A ...
I'm just the man to make things right,To mend a sleigh or make a kite,Or wrestle on the floor and ...
My name is Johnny Vincent Brown,I live on Leicester Court, My Pa's not here, he's gone downtown, An' I am ...
A life of its own and a long one is ledBy this penguin, with nothing to do with the breast-The ...
I hateTo skate.SkiNot for me.LugeingI do not find amusing.I would go a long wayRather than sleigh.I will construct an abominable ...
Old Santa Claus is up-to-date, And hereafter, rumors say, He'll come with his pack of glittering toys, And visit the ...
The lawyer, are you? Well! I ain't got nothin' to say. Nothin'! I told the perlice I hadn't nothin'. They ...
Not the sales, the glitter, things we call Christmas; not Santa and his sleigh Seeing Advent anew, so did she ...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show -- So fairy -- so fictitious The individuals do ...
The meter I had sought to find, perplexed, was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose. I found ...
When our yacht sails seaward on steady keel And the wind is moist with breath of brine And our laughter ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie, Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death ...
The man above was a murderer, the man below was a thief; And I lay there in the bunk between, ...
The mule-skinner was Bill Jerome, the passengers were three; Two tinhorns from the dives of Nome, and Father Tim McGee. ...
There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have ...
I met an ancient man who mushed With Peary to the Pole. Said I, "In all that land so hushed ...
In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn't anybody's joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes, His character was full ...
"Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
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