Mike (Robert William Service Poems)
My lead dog Mike was like a bear; I reckon he was grizzly bred, For when he reared up in ...
My lead dog Mike was like a bear; I reckon he was grizzly bred, For when he reared up in ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
This is the pay-day up at the mines, when the bearded brutes come down; There's money to burn in the ...
The little pink house is high on the hill And my heart is not what it used to be; It ...
"Deny your God!" they ringed me with their spears; Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife; Hell-hot their hate, ...
Now Eddie Malone got a swell grammyfone to draw all the trade to his store; An' sez he: "Come along ...
Selecting in the dining-room The silver of his choice, The burglar heard from chamber gloom A female voice. As cold ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise; We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place. Behold! her hearse ...
Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, ...
'Twas in a pub just off the Strand When I was in my cups, There passed a bloke with in ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
Nurse, won't you let him in? He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door, Makin' so dreffel a din I jest can't ...
Here in the Autumn of my days My life is mellowed in a haze. Unpleasant sights are none to clear, ...
Out of the night a crash, A roar, a rampart of light; A flame that leaped like a lash, Searing ...
I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie, Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death ...
Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me; I've got to watch the bannock bake -- ...
When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay, I hope that it won't ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
Hot digitty dog! Now, ain't it queer, I've been abroad for over a year; Seen a helluva lot since then, ...
Oh the wife she tried to tell me that 'twas nothing but the thrumming Of a wood-pecker a-rapping on the ...
"The aristocratic ne'er-do-well in Canada frequently finds his way into the ranks of the Royal North-West Mounted Police." -- Extract. ...
"Sow your wild oats in your youth," so we're always told; But I say with deeper sooth: "Sow them when ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
If dogs could speak, O Mademoiselle, What funny stories they could tell! For instance, take your little "peke," How awkward ...
They dumped it on the lonely road, Then like a streak they sped; And as along the way I strode ...
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon; The kid that handles the music-box was ...
My Master is a man of might With manners like a hog; He makes me slave from morn to night ...
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