The Akond of Swat (Edward Lear Poem)
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akond of SWAT? Is he tall or short, or dark or ...
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akond of SWAT? Is he tall or short, or dark or ...
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And ...
Squat, unshaven, full of gas, Joseph Samuels, former clerk in four large cities, out of work, waits in the darkened ...
Exchange in greed the ungraceful signs. Thrust The thick notes between green apple breasts. Then the shadow of the devil ...
(Spring begins in southern England on the 14th April, on which date the Old Woman lets the Cuckoo out of ...
upon the Unemployed Tom-garlanded with squat and surly steel Tom; then Tom's fallowbootfellow piles pick By him and rips out ...
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pin rest; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
On the desert A silence from the moon's deepest valley. Fire rays fall athwart the robes Of hooded men, squat ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
Visits of condolence is all we get from them. They squat at the Holocaust Memorial, They put on grave faces ...
Marriage is not a house or even a tent it is before that, and colder: The edge of the forest, ...
That should be obvious Of course it won't Any fool knows that. Even in the winter. Consider for a moment. ...
Shut one eye then the other Peek into every corner of yourself See that there are no nails no thieves ...
I shall never get you put together entirely, Pieced, glued, and properly jointed. Mule-bray, pig-grunt and bawdy cackles Proceed from ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
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