Attention please! Attention please! (Roald Dahl Poems)
'Attention please! Attention please!Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!Your health, your very life's ...
'Attention please! Attention please!Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!Your health, your very life's ...
Juist noo there are mony wha rin to an' fro,An' knowledge increases, abune an' below;The yird's like a riddle, pits, ...
I exchange eyes with the Mad Queenthe mirror crashes against my faceand bursts into a thousand sunsall over the city ...
Eleven o'clock, and the curtain falls.The cold wind tears the strands of illusion;The delicate music is lostIn the blare of ...
IRed SlippersRed slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the street, flaws of grey,windy sleet!Behind the polished glass, the slippers ...
'Twas the night before the Fourth of July, the people slept serene; The fireworks were stored in the old town ...
How oft my mind reverts to thee, Thou city of the tunneled hills;Thy lofty towers I still can ...
(AN AERIAL RETROSPECT)What was it filled my youthful dreams,In place of Greek or Latin themes,Or beauty's wild, bewildering beams? ...
Within the gold square of the proscenium arch, A curtain of orange velvet hangs in stiff folds, Its tassels jarring ...
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
a nearby field provides the plants sometimes with a wild profusion (organisation seems a long way off) it takes an ...
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
From Bermondsey to Wandsworth So many churches are, Some with apsidal chancels, Some Perpendicular And schools by E.R. Robson In ...
Guns! far and near Quick, sudden, angry, They startle the still street, Upturned faces appear, Doors open on darkness, There ...
crawl toward the machine guns except to freeze for explosions and flares. It was still ninety degrees at night in ...
The still explosions on the rocks, the lichens, grow by spreading, gray, concentric shocks. They have arranged to meet the ...
The rest of us watch from beyond the fence as the woman moves with her jagged stride into her pain ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
The plunging limbers over the shattered track Racketed with their rusty freight, Stuck out like many crowns of thorns, And ...
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
Alas! Now o'er Britannia there hangs a gloom, Because over 400 British Tars have met with a watery tomb; Who ...
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