the shakes (Rg Gregory Poem)
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
she came on a fine cool morning the last of a course i was attending as we crowded the pavement ...
the red man says hello the green tree says i'm here all grown-ups are sleeping only the children hear decorations ...
Can you hear me in the back? Let's see - A little about me Set the mood, a light laugh ...
What you have heard is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Joe Ramshottom rented a bit of a farm From its owner, Squire Goslett his name; And the Gosletts came over ...
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
Yesterday, for a long while, the early morning sunlight in the trees was sufficient, replaced by a hello from a ...
The mystery of a smile that glows within your eyes and is framed in an innocent countenance passes not unheeded. ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Gone are the days when you could walk on water. When you could walk. The days are gone. Only one ...
The truest friends, how few they are. Still time, it seems, must take them far to God knows where and ...
I say 'e isn't Remorse! 'Ow do I know? Saw 'im on Riccarton course Two year ago! Think I'd forget ...
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to lead it, But there comes a day when your eyes are all ...
Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too late. Tell me, O ...
Now when I have a cold I am careful with my cold, I consult a physician And I do as ...
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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