Old Spookses’ Pass (Isabella Valancy Crawford Poems)
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
I. WE'D camped that night on Yaller Bull Flat,— Thar was Possum Billy, an' Tom, an' me. Right smart at throwin' a lariat Was ...
Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies _now_No more yet!--But they _is_, I bet! 'Cause efThey _wuzn't_ Fairies, nen I' ...
Batholomew Benjamin BuntingHad only three passions in life,And one of the trio was hunting,The others his babe and his wife.And ...
Whose little lady is you, chile, Whose little gal is you? What's de use o' kiver'n up yo' face? Chile, dat ain't de ...
Doin' my best at eight-an'-a-half,Shovin' the sea aside—Ye're welcome to look, ye're welcome to laugh—I've neither much paint nor pride.But ...
Hey dragged up my holly and I pull it to a town for the bigtimeHey rig down the road I ...
Yes, my ha't's ez ha'd ez stone- Go 'way, Sam, an' lemme 'lone. No; I ain't gwine change my min'; ...
Why, 'ow's she goin', Bill, ole sport? I thort I knoo your dile!My oath! You look the proper sort! That ...
TO P. W. CHAVERS, Columbus, O. Whut's dat chile, whut's dat yo' ax me? Tell yo' how I ustah court? ...
I got the oil: too right. A cove called Shane. Yes; ole Bill Shane. You've 'eard of 'im, of course.Big ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
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