My Old Football (J Milton Hayes Poems)
YOU can keep your antique silver and your statuettes of bronze,Your curios and tapestries so fine,But of all your treasures ...
YOU can keep your antique silver and your statuettes of bronze,Your curios and tapestries so fine,But of all your treasures ...
The sons of the Prophet are brave men and boldAnd quite unaccustomed to fear,But the bravest by far in the ...
On, out in the West where the riders are ready,They sing an old song and they tell an old tale,And ...
I. DER watchman look out from his tower Ash de Abendgold glimmer grew dim, Und saw on de road troo ...
Ever heard th' black watch story?Ask th' boys o' our old crew;There's sea yarns a sight more gory, But there ...
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
Sal was a sobstuff sisterOn the pictures she'd shed tears galoreHer tears fell in torrents, and the band at the ...
(MR. INTERVIEWER INTERVIEWED)Know me next time when you see me, won't you, old smarty?Oh, I mean YOU, old figger-head,--just the ...
"Through two small windows sunshine slanted in To die upon the splintery schoolroom floor, While the October gusts whipped dirt ...
There's another gorn to glory!Damn and blast these blinkin' 'Uns!Where's our damn retaliation?What's the matter wiv the guns?If they'd only ...
It's likely that you can rememberA corral at the foot of a hillSome mornin' along in DecemberWhen the air was ...
Ain't it rum? said Dan one day,Yarning while he worked awayAt his model, all but done,Of the clipper ship Keemun ...
I rode across a valley rangeI hadn't seen for years.The trail was all so spoilt and strangeIt nearly fetched the ...
Bill, he kept racin' the motor,For fear that the damned thing would die.While I fiddled 'round with the breech blockAnd ...
Sullen, grimy, labouring person, As I passed you in my car, I could sense your muffled curse ...
Since morning I've been at a burial.I dressed this boy like an angeland took away his name. Cussed him outand ...
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
The poppies gleamed like bloody pools through cotton-woolly mist; The Captain kept a-lookin' at the watch upon his wrist; And ...
I knowed a man, which he lived in Jones, Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And ...
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