The Widow’s Party (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
"Where have you been this while away, Johnnie, Johnnie?" 'Long with the rest on a picnic lay, Johnnie, my Johnnie, ...
"Where have you been this while away, Johnnie, Johnnie?" 'Long with the rest on a picnic lay, Johnnie, my Johnnie, ...
I always like summer Best you can eat fresh corn From daddy's garden And okra And greens And cabbage And ...
We were blessed, by a singular sight after our time on the beach, at the picnic a slice of color, ...
I'm so glad the girls don't speak squirrel because he must have been swearing a blue streak at the black ...
It's June ag'in, an' in my soul I feel the fillin' joy That's sure to come this time o' year ...
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
It seldom snowed they said, perhaps they're right although seldom was never in that endless summer which tightened a fiery ...
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
It could be the name of a prehistoric beast that roamed the Paleozoic earth, rising up on its hind legs ...
We used to picnic where the thrift Grew deep and tufted to the edge; We saw the yellow foam flakes ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
My shadow said to me: what is the matter Isn't the moon warm enough for you why do you need ...
SUNDAY night and the park policemen tell each other it is dark as a stack of black cats on Lake ...
HERE is a face that says half-past seven the same way whether a murder or a wedding goes on, whether ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
Did you ever hear tell of Chili? I was readin' the other day Of President Balmaceda and of how he ...
The literate are ill-prepared for this snap in the line of life: the day turns a trick of twisted tongues ...
The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you ...
Applauding youths laughed with young prostitutes And watched her perfect, half-clothed body sway; Her voice was like the sound of ...
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