A Cup Of Tea (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I have sipped, with drooping lashes, Dreamy draughts of Verzenay; I have flourished brandy-smashes In the wildest sort of way; I have joked with ...
I have sipped, with drooping lashes, Dreamy draughts of Verzenay; I have flourished brandy-smashes In the wildest sort of way; I have joked with ...
I told them not to ring the bellsThe night the Vikings cameOut of the sea and passed us by.The fog ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
Bless her dear little heart!" said my mate, and he pointed out to me, Fifty yards to the right, in ...
So, they've struck their streak o' trouble, an' they got it in the neck,An' there's more than one ole pal ...
Now, 'ere's my tip Fer the Fusion ship, An' I tells it straight an' square. ...
Brothers o' mine, brothers o' mine,All the world over, from pole to pole --All of them brothers of mine and ...
A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,Having drunk so much he could drink no more;So he fell asleep ...
A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor, Having drunk so much he could drink no more; So he ...
TIME has a magic wand! What is this meets my hand, Moth-eaten, moldy, and Covered with fluff? Faded, and stiff, ...
Mr Blades, the butcher, was a large and beefy man,"Best him at a cattle deal," 'twas said, "no other can.' ...
He had a back office in his older brother's advertising agency and understood the human asshole. He ...
i walked the boulevardi saw a dirty childskating on noisy wheels of joypathetic dress flutteringbehind her a mothermonsterwith red grumbling ...
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt ...
1. Mother, my Mary Gray, once resident of Gloucester and Essex County, a photostat of your will arrived in the ...
Snowfall in March: I sit in the white glow reading a thesis About you. Your poems, your life. The author's ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you'd say, Because I'd like to know that you're all right. Tell ...
Three men I saw beside a bar, Regarding o'er their bottle, A frog who smoked a rank cigar They'd jammed ...
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