The Lobster (Edwin Carty Ranck Poems)
Lobsters haven't any feet, But they have lots of claws; Yet lobster meat is good to eat, ...
Lobsters haven't any feet, But they have lots of claws; Yet lobster meat is good to eat, ...
Haydon! forgive me that I cannot speak Definitively of these mighty things; Forgive me, that I have not eagle's wings, ...
"GOOD Heavens, man, what a freak of taste! What blindness to form and feature! The girl's no beauty, and might ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee, With promise of strength and manhood full and fair! Though cold ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
O Love, dark animal, With your strangeness go Like any freak or clown: Appease tee child in her Because she ...
I Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows; The mighty skies are palisades of light; The stars are blurred; ...
The shadow was so black, I thought it was a cat, But once in to it I knew it No ...
Eastern Sea, 100 fathoms, green sand, pebbles, broken shells. Off Suno Saki, 60 fathoms, gray sand, pebbles, bubbles rising. Plasma-bearer ...
It may have been the pride in me for aught I know, or just a patronizing whim; But call it ...
Oh! the circus swooped down On the Narrabri town, For the Narrabri populace moneyed are; And the showman he smiled ...
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