The Cowgirl (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
She ain't inclined to'rds lots o' thingsThat eastern gals can do up brown;She don't wear jewelry and rings,Like them swell ...
She ain't inclined to'rds lots o' thingsThat eastern gals can do up brown;She don't wear jewelry and rings,Like them swell ...
When you're feelin' blue as ink An' your spirits 'gin to sink, Don't be weak an' take ...
No use frettin' when the rain comes down,No use grievin' when the gray clouds frown,No use sighin' when the wind ...
Look, God, We've got a nigger here To burn; A goddam nigger, And we're goin' to plunge His cringin' soul ...
Most cows will give their calves good care.They make the best of mothers.She knows her own calf anywhereAmong a hundred ...
WHEN I'se been by Tiber an' when I'se been by Seine,Listenin' theer messages, I lang to hear agenSecrets of home-watters, ...
Let de boat swing down de ribber;Ah! swing, ah! swing away! Can't afford to leave mah only,So heah I'm gwine ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
I am THE SEX GODDESS OF THE WESTERN HEMISPHERE so don't mess with me I've got a big bag full ...
W'en daih's chillun in de house, Dey keep on a-gittin' tall; But de folks don' seem to see Dat dey's ...
G'way an' quit dat noise, Miss Lucy-- Put dat music book away; What's de use to keep on tryin'? Ef ...
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
When first I left Blighty they gave me a bay'nit And told me it 'ad to be smothered wiv gore; ...
I've got a little job on 'and, the time is drawin' nigh; At seven by the Captain's watch I'm due ...
I'm crawlin' out in the mangolds to bury wot's left o' Joe -- Joe, my pal, and a good un ...
I've been sittin' starin', starin' at 'is muddy pair of boots, And tryin' to convince meself it's 'im. (Look out ...
When your marrer bone seems 'oller, And you're glad you ain't no taller, And you're all a-shakin' like you 'ad ...
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
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