Christmas Toys (Edwin Carty Ranck Poems)
Say, I like toys, Christmas toys. Remember when we were boys Long ago? Then ...
Say, I like toys, Christmas toys. Remember when we were boys Long ago? Then ...
When you're nearly drowned in trouble, and the world is dark as ink; When you feel yourself a-sinking 'neath ...
'Ow would you like to be a packet rat,Wiv no place anyw'ere to 'ang your 'at?Wiz two bare feet most ...
Foxes can talk if you know how to listen, My Paw said so. Owls have big eyes that sparkle an' ...
TO DR. M.D. FITCH, Columbus, Ohio. Oh Dahky stop yo' moanin'! Oh Dahky stop yo' sigh! De sun am 'way ...
Doubtless yours are the Masters, giants of mind and of soul,Not fanciful faked pilasters, but columns, supporting the whole;We who ...
(What the Little Boy Thought.) If I had wings just like a bird Do you know what ...
Some fellers' pas seem awful old,An' talk like they was going to scold,An' their hair's all gone, an' they never ...
The lawyer, are you? Well! I ain't got nothin' to say. Nothin'! I told the perlice I hadn't nothin'. They ...
Bottomless pits. There's on in Castleton, and stout upholders of our law and order one day thought its depth worth ...
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I ...
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
INSCRIBED WITH ALL FAITH AND AFFECTION To all the little children: -- The happy ones; and sad ones; The sober ...
Not a peep out of you now After the bedlam early this morning. Are you begging pardon of me Hidden ...
"Black is the sky, but the land is white-- (O the wind, the snow and the storm!)-- Father, where is ...
Why am I full of joy although It drizzles on the links? Why am I buying Veuve Cliquot, And setting ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
(After Pushkin) Look at the bare wood hand-waxed floor and long White dressing-gown, the good child's writing-desk And passionate cold ...
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I ...
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