Breakfast (Charles Lamb Poems)
A dinner party, coffee, tea,Sandwich, or supper, all may beIn their way pleasant. But to meNot one of these deserves ...
A dinner party, coffee, tea,Sandwich, or supper, all may beIn their way pleasant. But to meNot one of these deserves ...
almost dawnblackbirds on the telephone wirewaitingas I eat yesterday'sforgotten sandwichat 6 a.m.an a quiet Sunday morning. one shoe in the ...
A mist was driving down the British Channel, The day was just begun, And through the window-panes, on floor and ...
Maybe a sandwich board standing before the church maybe people on the sidewalk someone to greet Something we might be ...
We ate on the water, floating with the wind, the waves, enjoying the bounty, the feast the sun, the clear ...
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
I walked into the night-club in the morning; There was kummel on the handle of the door. The ashtrays were ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
The conclusion is growing . . . I feel sure, my lord, this august court will entertain the plea Not ...
Nothin very bad happen to me lately. How you explain that? â?"I explain that, Mr Bones, terms o' your bafflin ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
having the low down blues and going into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles ...
Before the florid portico I watched the gamblers come and go, While by me on a bench there sat A ...
I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of ...
For years we've had a little dog, Last year we acquired a big dog; He wasn't big when we got ...
Some people confuse inspiration with lightning not me I know it comes from the lungs and air you breathe it ...
It's my birtday I've got an empty stomach and the desire to be lazy in the hammock and maybe go ...
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