Berl’s Cow (Rachel Korn Poems)
He sold the one-horned cowand let the money blow through his fingerslike so much spiderweb.Ever since, the stall has been ...
He sold the one-horned cowand let the money blow through his fingerslike so much spiderweb.Ever since, the stall has been ...
He had a genius, some old chap:Found a way of boilingSoup with never a pill or slopWhile the kitchen's rolling.First, ...
In Havana in 1948 I ate fried dog believing it was Peking duck. Later, in Tampa I bunked with an ...
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