On Station Farewells (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
IN parting from a dear old friend for months, perhaps, or years, There's bound to be some bitter sobs, an' ...
IN parting from a dear old friend for months, perhaps, or years, There's bound to be some bitter sobs, an' ...
Righto!I'll give the game a go.They say I should be circumspect; but I don't care a hang.I'll bangThe cows in ...
We were speakin' of excitement, an' the hair upliftin' thrills That sorter dot life's landscape, like the bill board ads. ...
Here's yer toy balloons! All sizes!Twenty cents for that. It risesJest as quick as that 'ere, Miss,Twice as big. Ye ...
We didn't like the bo'sun's mate --(Yo, 'eave ho! an' a bottle o' lemonade or somethin' soft, Miss).Becos 'is dile ...
It's up an' down, as me father said, An' his as went before him --Good days could never turn his ...
Winter is here and it aint so nice tendin' the feeders and choppin' ice.Nasty weather to stir about. ...
(The same being Maclyn Arbuckle.) HE WAS bo'n way down in Texas, where the sun is allus shinin'. An' a ...
'E passes by, each day, at ten - A bottle-shouldered yidWot looks as if 'e pushed a pen An' drawes ...
When walkin' down a city street, Two thousand miles from home,The pavestones hurtin' of the feet That never ...
Trouble in the distance seems all-fired big-- Sorter makes you shiver when you look at it a-comin'; Makes you ...
When the young folks gather 'round in the good old-fashioned way,Singin' all the latest songs gathered from the newest play,Or ...
I sorter like a gloomy day, Th' kind that jest _won't_ smile; It makes a feller hump hisself ...
KINDER like to see the bright side,See the gay and dancing light side,See the good and decent right sideOf the ...
The hills git awful quiet, when you have to camp alone.It's mighty apt to set a feller thinkin'.You always half ...
Things is pickin' up as most folks knows,So I sent to town fer to git new clo'es.Some onderwear and a ...
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
I've been sittin' starin', starin' at 'is muddy pair of boots, And tryin' to convince meself it's 'im. (Look out ...
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
I was drivin' my two-mule waggin, With a lot o' truck for sale, Towards Macon, to git some baggin' (Which ...
I knowed a man, which he lived in Jones, Which Jones is a county of red hills and stones, And ...
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