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Drought!
Yet I remember you!
And Your piercing words,
Words that shake my soul,
Words that Disintegrate my being,
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Faizi
Yet I remember you!
And Your piercing words,
Words that shake my soul,
Words that Disintegrate my being,
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Faizi
The Holy Fair
A note of seeming truth and trust
Hid crafty observation;
And secret hung, with poison'd crust,
The dirk of defamation:
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Robert Burns
A note of seeming truth and trust
Hid crafty observation;
And secret hung, with poison'd crust,
The dirk of defamation:
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Robert Burns
Fake.
Is connection,
someway related to affection?
We're good only till we see each other,
and then don't bother?
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Saksham Srivastav
Is connection,
someway related to affection?
We're good only till we see each other,
and then don't bother?
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Saksham Srivastav
Destiny Of Love
Journey of every love story
Has good & bitter history
Some propose & get accepted
But some were rejected.
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Norbu Dorji
Journey of every love story
Has good & bitter history
Some propose & get accepted
But some were rejected.
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Norbu Dorji
Finisterre
This was the land's end: the last fingers, knuckled and rheumatic,
Cramped on nothing. Black
Admonitory cliffs, and the sea exploding
With no bottom, or anything on the other side of it,
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Sylvia Plath
This was the land's end: the last fingers, knuckled and rheumatic,
Cramped on nothing. Black
Admonitory cliffs, and the sea exploding
With no bottom, or anything on the other side of it,
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Sylvia Plath
Lament
The sting of bees took away my father
who walked in a swarming shroud of wings
and scorned the tick of the falling weather.
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Sylvia Plath
The sting of bees took away my father
who walked in a swarming shroud of wings
and scorned the tick of the falling weather.
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Sylvia Plath
Epic
I have lived in important places, times
When great events were decided, who owned
That half a rood of rock, a no-man's land
Surrounded by our pitchfork-armed claims.
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Patrick Kavanagh
I have lived in important places, times
When great events were decided, who owned
That half a rood of rock, a no-man's land
Surrounded by our pitchfork-armed claims.
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Patrick Kavanagh
Be Calm
The slow movement of a lion
doesn't show weakness or tiredness
but rather a calculated step to get its
prey, so do not bother your self seeing others
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John Kanyetu
The slow movement of a lion
doesn't show weakness or tiredness
but rather a calculated step to get its
prey, so do not bother your self seeing others
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John Kanyetu
Sez You
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet,
And across the distant timber you can SEE the flowing heat;
When your head is hot and aching, and the shadeless plain is wide,
And it's fifteen miles to water in the scrub the other side --
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Henry Lawson
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet,
And across the distant timber you can SEE the flowing heat;
When your head is hot and aching, and the shadeless plain is wide,
And it's fifteen miles to water in the scrub the other side --
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Henry Lawson
The Race
On the hill they are crowding together,
In the stand they are crushing for room,
Like midge-flies they swarm on the heather,
They gather like bees on the broom;
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
On the hill they are crowding together,
In the stand they are crushing for room,
Like midge-flies they swarm on the heather,
They gather like bees on the broom;
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
The Code
There were three in the meadow by the brook
Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay,
With an eye always lifted toward the west
Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost
There were three in the meadow by the brook
Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay,
With an eye always lifted toward the west
Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost
The Bench-legged Fyce
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce
Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice.
Some folks called him Sooner, a name that arose
From his predisposition to chronic repose;
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Eugene Field
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce
Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice.
Some folks called him Sooner, a name that arose
From his predisposition to chronic repose;
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Eugene Field
Dearest, Dearest
Dearest, dearest,
Bother the slow hours
That hold and keep me
From the leafy bowers
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Lesbia Harford
Dearest, dearest,
Bother the slow hours
That hold and keep me
From the leafy bowers
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Lesbia Harford
Cadet Grey: Canto Iii
I
Where the sun sinks through leagues of arid sky,
Where the sun dies o'er leagues of arid plain,
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Bret Harte
I
Where the sun sinks through leagues of arid sky,
Where the sun dies o'er leagues of arid plain,
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Bret Harte
What's The Pope Do?
What's the pope do? Drinks, and takes a nap;
looks out the window, has a bite to eat,
fiddles with the housemaid's garter strap,
and makes the town a cushion for his feet.
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Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
What's the pope do? Drinks, and takes a nap;
looks out the window, has a bite to eat,
fiddles with the housemaid's garter strap,
and makes the town a cushion for his feet.
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Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
The Code-heroics
There were three in the meadow by the brook,
Gathering up windrows, piling haycocks up,
With an eye always lifted toward the west,
Where an irregular, sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost
There were three in the meadow by the brook,
Gathering up windrows, piling haycocks up,
With an eye always lifted toward the west,
Where an irregular, sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost
Montrose
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay,
And I will write in praise of thee without dismay,
And in spite of all your foes,
l will venture to call thee Bonnie Montrose.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay,
And I will write in praise of thee without dismay,
And in spite of all your foes,
l will venture to call thee Bonnie Montrose.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
The Hero Of Rorke's Drift
Twas at the camp of Rorke's Drift, and at tea-time,
And busily engaged in culinary operations was a private of the line;
But suddenly he paused, for he heard a clattering din,
When instantly two men on horseback drew rein beside him.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Twas at the camp of Rorke's Drift, and at tea-time,
And busily engaged in culinary operations was a private of the line;
But suddenly he paused, for he heard a clattering din,
When instantly two men on horseback drew rein beside him.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Poem
About the size of an old-style dollar bill,
American or Canadian,
mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays
-this little painting (a sketch for a larger one?)
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Elizabeth Bishop
About the size of an old-style dollar bill,
American or Canadian,
mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays
-this little painting (a sketch for a larger one?)
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Elizabeth Bishop
Fixing The Shame
They put him in jail for the thing he'd done,
For that was the law they'd made;
They turned the key on his youth till he
The price of his crime had paid.
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Edgar Albert Guest
They put him in jail for the thing he'd done,
For that was the law they'd made;
They turned the key on his youth till he
The price of his crime had paid.
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Edgar Albert Guest
If The Advertising Man Had Been Gilbert
Never mind the slippery wet street--
The tire with a thousand claws will hold you.
Stop as quickly as you will--
Those thousand claws grip the road like a vise.
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Franklin Pierce Adams
Never mind the slippery wet street--
The tire with a thousand claws will hold you.
Stop as quickly as you will--
Those thousand claws grip the road like a vise.
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Franklin Pierce Adams
The Black Mousquetaire: A Legend Of France
Francois Xavier Auguste was a gay Mousquetaire,
The Pride of the Camp, the delight of the Fair:
He'd a mien so distingu and so dbonnaire,
And shrugg'd with a grace so recherch and rare,
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Richard Harris Barham
Francois Xavier Auguste was a gay Mousquetaire,
The Pride of the Camp, the delight of the Fair:
He'd a mien so distingu and so dbonnaire,
And shrugg'd with a grace so recherch and rare,
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Richard Harris Barham
A Quiet Day.
A'a! its grand to have th' place to yorsen!
To get th' wimmen fowk all aght o'th' way!
Mine's all off for a trip up to th' Glen,
An aw've th' haase to misen for a day.
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John Hartley
A'a! its grand to have th' place to yorsen!
To get th' wimmen fowk all aght o'th' way!
Mine's all off for a trip up to th' Glen,
An aw've th' haase to misen for a day.
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John Hartley
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 04
Prohemium.
But al to litel, weylaway the whyle,
Lasteth swich Ioye, y-thonked be Fortune!
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Prohemium.
But al to litel, weylaway the whyle,
Lasteth swich Ioye, y-thonked be Fortune!
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Geoffrey Chaucer
There Was An Old Man With A Owl
There was an Old Man with a owl,
Who continued to bother and howl;
He sat on a rail
And imbibed bitter ale,
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Edward Lear
There was an Old Man with a owl,
Who continued to bother and howl;
He sat on a rail
And imbibed bitter ale,
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Edward Lear
The Right Of Way
In passing with my mind
on nothing in the world
but the right of way
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William Carlos Williams
In passing with my mind
on nothing in the world
but the right of way
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William Carlos Williams
Hippodromania; Or, Whiffs From The Pipe (in Five Parts): Part V: Ex Fumo Dare Lucem ('twixt Th
Prologue
Calm and clear! the bright day is declining,
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Prologue
Calm and clear! the bright day is declining,
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
A Letter To A Friend
The past is like a story
I have listened to in dreams
That vanished in the glory
Of the Morning's early gleams;
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James Whitcomb Riley
The past is like a story
I have listened to in dreams
That vanished in the glory
Of the Morning's early gleams;
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James Whitcomb Riley
Black Stone On Top Of A White Stone
I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,
On a day I already remember.
I shall die in Paris-- it does not bother me--
Doubtless on a Thursday, like today, in autumn.
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Cesar Vallejo
I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,
On a day I already remember.
I shall die in Paris-- it does not bother me--
Doubtless on a Thursday, like today, in autumn.
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Cesar Vallejo
Noctambule
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
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Robert Service
Zut! it's two o'clock.
See! the lights are jumping.
Finish up your bock,
Time we all were humping.
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Robert Service
The Old-timer
He showed up in the springtime, when the geese began to honk;
He signed up with the outfit, and we fattened up his bronk;
His chaps were old and tattered, but he never seemed to mind,
‘Cause for worryin' and frettin' he had never been designed;
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Arthur Chapman
He showed up in the springtime, when the geese began to honk;
He signed up with the outfit, and we fattened up his bronk;
His chaps were old and tattered, but he never seemed to mind,
‘Cause for worryin' and frettin' he had never been designed;
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Arthur Chapman
Limerick:there Was An Old Man With A Owl
There was an Old Man with a owl,
Who continued to bother and howl;
He sat on a rail
And imbibed bitter ale,
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Edward Lear
There was an Old Man with a owl,
Who continued to bother and howl;
He sat on a rail
And imbibed bitter ale,
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Edward Lear
I'd Like To Spend Long Hours At Home
I'd like to spend long hours at home
With a small child to bother me.
I'd take her out to see the shops
And fuss about my husband's tea.
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Lesbia Harford
I'd like to spend long hours at home
With a small child to bother me.
I'd take her out to see the shops
And fuss about my husband's tea.
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Lesbia Harford
A Paraphrase, By Dr. I.w.
Why, Mistress Chloe, do you bother
With prattlings and with vain ado
Your worthy and industrious mother,
Eschewing them that come to woo?
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Eugene Field
Why, Mistress Chloe, do you bother
With prattlings and with vain ado
Your worthy and industrious mother,
Eschewing them that come to woo?
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Eugene Field
'the Rest I Will Tell To Those Down In Hades'
'Indeed,' said the proconsul, closing the book,
'This line is beautiful and very true.
Sophocles wrote it in a deeply philosophic mood.
How much we'll tell down there, how much,
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Constantine P. Cavafy
'Indeed,' said the proconsul, closing the book,
'This line is beautiful and very true.
Sophocles wrote it in a deeply philosophic mood.
How much we'll tell down there, how much,
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Constantine P. Cavafy
Little Boy Blue
Little Boy Blue lost his way in a wood-
Sing apples and cherries, roses and honey:
He said, “I would not go back if I could,
It's all so jolly and funny!”
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George Macdonald
Little Boy Blue lost his way in a wood-
Sing apples and cherries, roses and honey:
He said, “I would not go back if I could,
It's all so jolly and funny!”
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George Macdonald
The Early Bird
A little bird sat on the edge of her nest;
Her yellow-beaks slept as sound as tops;
Day-long she had worked almost without rest,
And had filled every one of their gibbous crops;
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George Macdonald
A little bird sat on the edge of her nest;
Her yellow-beaks slept as sound as tops;
Day-long she had worked almost without rest,
And had filled every one of their gibbous crops;
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George Macdonald
The Little Clock
Kind friend, you do not know how much
I prize this time-ly treasure,
So dainty, diligent, and such
A constant source of pleasure.
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Hattie Howard
Kind friend, you do not know how much
I prize this time-ly treasure,
So dainty, diligent, and such
A constant source of pleasure.
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Hattie Howard
The Lean-to-shed (communicated By An Eight-year-old)
I've a palace set in a garden fair,
And, oh, but the flowers are rich and rare,
Always growing
And always blowing
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R. C. Lehmann
I've a palace set in a garden fair,
And, oh, but the flowers are rich and rare,
Always growing
And always blowing
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R. C. Lehmann
My Soul, My Prophetic Pain
My soul, my prophetic pain!
My heart, forever filled with bother,
O how throb you on a border,
Of two realities, in vain!...
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Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
My soul, my prophetic pain!
My heart, forever filled with bother,
O how throb you on a border,
Of two realities, in vain!...
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Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
Ang-bang-pang
O hae ye heard the latest news
O' Mistress Mucklewame?
Her doctor hadna pickit up
Her trouble here at hame,
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David Rorie
O hae ye heard the latest news
O' Mistress Mucklewame?
Her doctor hadna pickit up
Her trouble here at hame,
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David Rorie
The Sons Of Martha
The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part;
But the Sons of Martha favour their Mother of the careful soul and the troubled heart.
And because she lost her temper once, and because she was rude to the Lord her Guest,
Her Sons must wait upon Mary's Sons, world without end, reprieve, or rest.
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Rudyard Kipling
The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part;
But the Sons of Martha favour their Mother of the careful soul and the troubled heart.
And because she lost her temper once, and because she was rude to the Lord her Guest,
Her Sons must wait upon Mary's Sons, world without end, reprieve, or rest.
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Rudyard Kipling
Greetings!
Do you hear the soft rustle
beside your table?
Don't bother to write
for I'll come to you.
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Anna Akhmatova
Do you hear the soft rustle
beside your table?
Don't bother to write
for I'll come to you.
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Anna Akhmatova
I See So Deeply Within Myself
I see so deeply within myself.
Not needing my eyes, I can see everything clearly.
Why would I want to bother my eyes again
Now that I see the world through His eyes?
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
I see so deeply within myself.
Not needing my eyes, I can see everything clearly.
Why would I want to bother my eyes again
Now that I see the world through His eyes?
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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Morning
Why do we bother with the rest of the day,
the swale of the afternoon,
the sudden dip into evening,
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Billy Collins
Why do we bother with the rest of the day,
the swale of the afternoon,
the sudden dip into evening,
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Billy Collins
The Lay Of St. Odille
Odille was a maid of a dignified race;
Her father, Count Otto, was lord of Alsace;
Such an air, such a grace,
Such a form, such a face,
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Richard Harris Barham
Odille was a maid of a dignified race;
Her father, Count Otto, was lord of Alsace;
Such an air, such a grace,
Such a form, such a face,
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Richard Harris Barham
An Improvisation For Angular Momentum
Walking is like
imagination, a
single step
dissolves the circle
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Archie Randolph Ammons
Walking is like
imagination, a
single step
dissolves the circle
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Archie Randolph Ammons
The Ballad Of Persse O'reilly
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall,
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James Joyce
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall,
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James Joyce