Three Jolly Huntsmen (Jessie Pope Poems)
Three jolly, old huntsmen, Joe, Jerry, Jim,Took lunch at "The Three Cornered Hat";Now Jerry was lanky, but Joe wasn't slim,And ...
Three jolly, old huntsmen, Joe, Jerry, Jim,Took lunch at "The Three Cornered Hat";Now Jerry was lanky, but Joe wasn't slim,And ...
The fairies have lost a fairy,They don't know what to do;The rumours about her vary,And all of them can't be ...
II have heard the horn of Roland goldly screamingIn the petty Pyrenees of the inner earAnd seen the frightful Saracens ...
Bring the good old bugle, boys! we'll sing another song — Sing it with a spirit that will start the world ...
Oh, how greedy you look as you stare at my plate,Your mouth waters so, and your big tail is drummingFlop! ...
Many are the deceivers: The suburban matron, proper in the supermarket, list in hand so she won't suddenly fly, buying ...
If you listen, children, I will tell The story of little Red Riding-hood: Such wonderful, wonderful things befell ...
1I understand the boredom of the clerksfatigue shifting like dunes within their eyesa frightful nausea gumming up the worksthat once ...
He has made many meals On the Lib'rals of late, And the way that he feels ...
A little bird sat on the edge of her nest;Her yellow-beaks slept as sound as tops;Day-long she had worked almost ...
Oh, say, have you seen at the Willows so green-- So charming and rurally true--A singular bird, with a manner ...
Sir Arthur, the sinner, Ate twelve fish for dinner, And you may believe it's just as I say! ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum,And I train with the soldier boys;As up the street we come,Wonderful is our noise!There's ...
Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home! The field-mouse has gone to her nest,The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, ...
When the scheming Fusion fewSought to snare the Lib'ral crew,It was plain for all to view ...
I'm a beautiful red, red drum, And I train with the soldier boys; As up the street we come, Wonderful ...
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
I never killed a bear because I always thought them critters was So kindo' cute; Though round my shack they ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
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