366. Song-The weary Pund o’ Tow (Robert Burns Poems)
Chorus.-The weary pund, the weary pund, The weary pund o' tow; I think my wife will end her life, Before ...
Chorus.-The weary pund, the weary pund, The weary pund o' tow; I think my wife will end her life, Before ...
WHAT dost thou in that mansion fair? Flit, Galloway, and find Some narrow, dirty, dungeon cave, The picture of thy ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
the goldfish sing all night with guitars, and the whores go down with the stars, the whores go down with ...
Alone on the railroad track I walked with pounding heart. The ties were too close together or maybe too far ...
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
Oh, but it is dirty! --this little filling station, oil-soaked, oil-permeated to a disturbing, over-all black translucency. Be careful with ...
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
LONG life, my Lord, an' health be yours, Unskaithed by hunger'd Highland boors; Lord grant me nae duddie, desperate beggar, ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and ...
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
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