In Kentucky (Edwin Carty Ranck Poems)
(A Response to Judge Mulligan's Famous Toast.) The moonlight may be softest In Kentucky, And summer ...
(A Response to Judge Mulligan's Famous Toast.) The moonlight may be softest In Kentucky, And summer ...
In days gone by, when cows could fly And goblins rode on bears; When fairies danced upon ...
(Man's Inhumanity to Hogs Makes Countless Thousands Squeal.) I lived upon a little farm, A happy hog ...
(By A. Turkey Gobbler.) I'm just a turkey gobbler, But I've got a word to say ...
(Written in collaboration with R. B. Hamilton.) When Julius Caesar met his death, He muttered in his ...
Have you ever mused in silence upon a summer's day And let your thoughts run riot and your ...
Beware the Sissy Boy my child, Not because he's very wild; The Sissy Boy is never that, ...
The Incubus. The way was dark within the gloomy church-yard, As I wandered through the woodland near ...
In days gone by, the poets wrote Sweet verses to the ladies fair; Described the nightingale's clear ...
Take up the household burden, No iron rule of kings, But make your family understand ...
Say, I like toys, Christmas toys. Remember when we were boys Long ago? Then ...
(After Walt Whitman.) That light, that white, that weird, uncanny substance we call snow Is slowly sifting ...
(Mrs. Jefferson Davis, widow of the President of the Southern Confederacy died October 16, 1906.) Oh weep fair ...
When you're feelin' blue as ink An' your spirits 'gin to sink, Don't be weak an' take ...
'Twas on the f-f-f-first of April D-D-Day, W-w-w-when Nature s-s-smiled and all w-w-was gay, And I--w-w-why I ...
Sprig, Sprig--Oh lovely Sprig! Oh, hast thou cub to stay? Add wilt the little birdies sig ...
To sit and dream in a shady nook While the phantom clouds roll by; To con some long-remembered ...
O, the circus parade! O, the circus parade! It lays all the politics back in the shade, ...
'Tis Saturday morn and all is bright By nature's own endowing; The sun is fiercely giving light, ...
Ting-ling--"South, please, 1085; Why hello, Jim--Oh, Saints alive! It's south, I told you--hello; no, I ...
A maddened horse comes down the street, With waving mane and flying feet. The crowd scatters in ...
(What the Little Boy Thought.) If I had wings just like a bird Do you know what ...
(After Ben King, Dedicated to E. Jesse Conway.) If I were City Editor And you should come ...
Wake for the sun, that scatters into flight, The poker players who have stayed all night; Drives ...
They were seated there in silence Each one busy with a frown, It was midnight in the ...
Oh, let's go out to the county fair And breathe the balmy country air, And whittle a ...
A young girl stands Upon the sands, And waves her hands-- Flirtation. A fresh ...
Lobsters haven't any feet, But they have lots of claws; Yet lobster meat is good to eat, ...
There was a girl in our town Who dearly loved to flirt, But the home folks never ...
What a difference in the morning When you try to raise your head; When your eyelids seem ...
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