COZY POEMS
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Our End
Hot streaks of white rolls down my cheek
As he holds me ever so close to his heart
The beat of it is like a sweet lullaby reminding me how much he loves me
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Morgan Mccane
Hot streaks of white rolls down my cheek
As he holds me ever so close to his heart
The beat of it is like a sweet lullaby reminding me how much he loves me
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Morgan Mccane
The Little Ladybird
Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home!
The field-mouse has gone to her nest,
The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes,
And the bees and the birds are at rest.
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Caroline Southey
Ladybird, ladybird! fly away home!
The field-mouse has gone to her nest,
The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes,
And the bees and the birds are at rest.
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Caroline Southey
Little World
Children - are staring of eyes so frightful,
Mischievous legs on a wooden floor,
Children - is sun in the gloomy motives,
Hypotheses' of happy sciences world.
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Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
Children - are staring of eyes so frightful,
Mischievous legs on a wooden floor,
Children - is sun in the gloomy motives,
Hypotheses' of happy sciences world.
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Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
Monologues
JAGUAR
Nasal intonations of light and clicking tonguesâ?¦ publicity of windows stoning me with pent-up criesâ?¦ smells of abattoirsâ?¦ smells of long-dead meat.
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Lola Ridge
JAGUAR
Nasal intonations of light and clicking tonguesâ?¦ publicity of windows stoning me with pent-up criesâ?¦ smells of abattoirsâ?¦ smells of long-dead meat.
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Lola Ridge
Marriage
Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
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Gregory Corso
Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
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Gregory Corso
The Lonesome Little Shoe
The clock was in ill humor; so was the vase. It was all on account of the little shoe that had been placed on the mantel-piece that day, and had done nothing but sigh dolorously all the afternoon and evening.
"Look you here, neighbor," quoth the clock, in petulant tones, "you are sadly mistaken if you think you will be permitted to disturb our peace and harmony with your constant sighs and groans. If you are ill, pray let us know; otherwise, have done with your manifestations of distress."
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Eugene Field
The clock was in ill humor; so was the vase. It was all on account of the little shoe that had been placed on the mantel-piece that day, and had done nothing but sigh dolorously all the afternoon and evening.
"Look you here, neighbor," quoth the clock, in petulant tones, "you are sadly mistaken if you think you will be permitted to disturb our peace and harmony with your constant sighs and groans. If you are ill, pray let us know; otherwise, have done with your manifestations of distress."
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Eugene Field
A Lullaby
The stars are twinkling in the skies,
The earth is lost in slumbers deep;
So hush, my sweet, and close thine eyes,
And let me lull thy soul to sleep.
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Eugene Field
The stars are twinkling in the skies,
The earth is lost in slumbers deep;
So hush, my sweet, and close thine eyes,
And let me lull thy soul to sleep.
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Eugene Field
Out O' The Fire.
[As Told in 1880.]
Year of '71, children, middle of the fall,
On one fearful night, children, we well-nigh lost our all.
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Will Carleton
[As Told in 1880.]
Year of '71, children, middle of the fall,
On one fearful night, children, we well-nigh lost our all.
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Will Carleton
The Auction Sale
Her little head just topped the window-sill;
She even mounted on a stool, maybe;
She pressed against the pane, as children will,
And watched us playing, oh so wistfully!
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Robert Service
Her little head just topped the window-sill;
She even mounted on a stool, maybe;
She pressed against the pane, as children will,
And watched us playing, oh so wistfully!
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Robert Service
The Auction Sale
Her little head just topped the window-sill;
She even mounted on a stool, maybe;
She pressed against the pane, as children will,
And watched us playing, oh so wistfully!
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Robert William Service
Her little head just topped the window-sill;
She even mounted on a stool, maybe;
She pressed against the pane, as children will,
And watched us playing, oh so wistfully!
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Robert William Service
Piano
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
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D. H. Lawrence
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
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D. H. Lawrence
I've Got My Fief
I've got my fief, you world! A fief at last!
I shall not fear the February blast,
and petty barons can be flattered less.
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Walther Von Der Vogelweide
I've got my fief, you world! A fief at last!
I shall not fear the February blast,
and petty barons can be flattered less.
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Walther Von Der Vogelweide
A Work Of Artifice
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot
could have grown eighty feet tall
on the side of a mountain
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Marge Piercy
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot
could have grown eighty feet tall
on the side of a mountain
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Marge Piercy
Recollections Of A Faded Beauty
AH! I remember when I was a girl
How my hair naturally used to curl,
And how my aunt four yards of net would pucker,
And call the odious thing, 'Diana's tucker.'
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
AH! I remember when I was a girl
How my hair naturally used to curl,
And how my aunt four yards of net would pucker,
And call the odious thing, 'Diana's tucker.'
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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
My Hour
Day after day behold me plying
My pen within an office drear;
The dullest dog, till homeward hieing,
Then lo! I reign a king of cheer.
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Robert Service
Day after day behold me plying
My pen within an office drear;
The dullest dog, till homeward hieing,
Then lo! I reign a king of cheer.
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Robert Service
Jaguar
Nasal intonations of light
and clicking tongues…
publicity of windows
stoning me with pent-up cries…
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Lola Ridge
Nasal intonations of light
and clicking tongues…
publicity of windows
stoning me with pent-up cries…
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Lola Ridge
Lines Of Violets
Once, while digging 'neath the snow,
'Mid Canadian winter, lo !
To our joy and surprise,
We saw some violets in full bloom,
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James Mcintyre
Once, while digging 'neath the snow,
'Mid Canadian winter, lo !
To our joy and surprise,
We saw some violets in full bloom,
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James Mcintyre
The Owners Of The Little Box
Line the inside of the little box
With your precious skin
And make yourself cozy
Just as you would in your own home
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Vasko Popa
Line the inside of the little box
With your precious skin
And make yourself cozy
Just as you would in your own home
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Vasko Popa
The Earthly Heart
The earthly heart quit freezes blood,
But, with my breast, I meet great cold.
I bear on the empty road
The virgin love to all mankind.
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Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
The earthly heart quit freezes blood,
But, with my breast, I meet great cold.
I bear on the empty road
The virgin love to all mankind.
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Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
The Faceless Man
I'm dead.
Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past.
How long I stood as missing! Now, at last
I'm dead.
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Robert Service
I'm dead.
Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past.
How long I stood as missing! Now, at last
I'm dead.
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Robert Service
Sarah Walker
It was very hot. Not a breath of air was stirring throughout the western wing of the Greyport Hotel, and the usual feverish life of its four hundred inmates had succumbed to the weather. The great veranda was deserted; the corridors were desolated; no footfall echoed in the passages; the lazy rustle of a wandering skirt, or a passing sigh that was half a pant, seemed to intensify the heated silence. An intoxicated bee, disgracefully unsteady in wing and leg, who had been holding an inebriated conversation with himself in the corner of my window pane, had gone to sleep at last and was snoring. The errant prince might have entered the slumberous halls unchallenged, and walked into any of the darkened rooms whose open doors gaped for more air, without awakening the veriest Greyport flirt with his salutation. At times a drowsy voice, a lazily interjected sentence, an incoherent protest, a long-drawn phrase of saccharine tenuity suddenly broke off with a gasp, came vaguely to the ear, as if indicating a half-suspended, half-articulated existence somewhere, but not definite enough to indicate conversation. In the midst of this, there was the sudden crying of a child.
I looked up from my work. Through the camera of my jealously guarded window I could catch a glimpse of the vivid, quivering blue of the sky, the glittering intensity of the ocean, the long motionless leaves of the horse-chestnut in the road, all utterly inconsistent with anything as active as this lamentation. I stepped to the open door and into the silent hall.
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Bret Harte (francis)
It was very hot. Not a breath of air was stirring throughout the western wing of the Greyport Hotel, and the usual feverish life of its four hundred inmates had succumbed to the weather. The great veranda was deserted; the corridors were desolated; no footfall echoed in the passages; the lazy rustle of a wandering skirt, or a passing sigh that was half a pant, seemed to intensify the heated silence. An intoxicated bee, disgracefully unsteady in wing and leg, who had been holding an inebriated conversation with himself in the corner of my window pane, had gone to sleep at last and was snoring. The errant prince might have entered the slumberous halls unchallenged, and walked into any of the darkened rooms whose open doors gaped for more air, without awakening the veriest Greyport flirt with his salutation. At times a drowsy voice, a lazily interjected sentence, an incoherent protest, a long-drawn phrase of saccharine tenuity suddenly broke off with a gasp, came vaguely to the ear, as if indicating a half-suspended, half-articulated existence somewhere, but not definite enough to indicate conversation. In the midst of this, there was the sudden crying of a child.
I looked up from my work. Through the camera of my jealously guarded window I could catch a glimpse of the vivid, quivering blue of the sky, the glittering intensity of the ocean, the long motionless leaves of the horse-chestnut in the road, all utterly inconsistent with anything as active as this lamentation. I stepped to the open door and into the silent hall.
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Bret Harte (francis)
Satires Of Circumstances In Fifteen Glimpses - I At Tea
The kettle descants in a cozy drone,
And the young wife looks in her husband's face,
And then at her guest's, and shows in her own
Her sense that she fills an envied place;
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Thomas Hardy
The kettle descants in a cozy drone,
And the young wife looks in her husband's face,
And then at her guest's, and shows in her own
Her sense that she fills an envied place;
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Thomas Hardy
Lady Button-eyes
When the busy day is done,
And my weary little one
Rocketh gently to and fro;
When the night winds softly blow,
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Eugene Field
When the busy day is done,
And my weary little one
Rocketh gently to and fro;
When the night winds softly blow,
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Eugene Field
Scraps
There's a habit I have nurtured,
From the sentimental time
When my life was like a story,
And my heart a happy rhyme,--
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James Whitcomb Riley
There's a habit I have nurtured,
From the sentimental time
When my life was like a story,
And my heart a happy rhyme,--
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James Whitcomb Riley
If I Were Santa Claus
IF only I were Santa Claus I 'd travel east and west
To every hovel where there lies a little child at rest;
I'd drive my reindeer over roofs they'd never trod before,
I 'd seek the tenements where sleep the babies on the floor,
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Edgar Albert Guest
IF only I were Santa Claus I 'd travel east and west
To every hovel where there lies a little child at rest;
I'd drive my reindeer over roofs they'd never trod before,
I 'd seek the tenements where sleep the babies on the floor,
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Edgar Albert Guest
Brave Boys Are They!
Heavily falls the rain;
Wild are the breezes tonight;
But 'neath the roof, the hours as they fly,
Are happy and calm and bright.
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Henry Clay Work
Heavily falls the rain;
Wild are the breezes tonight;
But 'neath the roof, the hours as they fly,
Are happy and calm and bright.
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Henry Clay Work
My Vision
Wherever my feet may wander
Wherever I chance to be,
There comes, with the coming of even' time
A vision sweet to me.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Wherever my feet may wander
Wherever I chance to be,
There comes, with the coming of even' time
A vision sweet to me.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Snow Maiden
She hailed from a very distant country,
Nocturnal child of ancient times;
She had no kin to greet her entry
Not even skies with a welcome shine.
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Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
She hailed from a very distant country,
Nocturnal child of ancient times;
She had no kin to greet her entry
Not even skies with a welcome shine.
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Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
The Also-ran
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain
That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.
I don't arst for bokays: I ain't that vain;
But fair is fair.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain
That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.
I don't arst for bokays: I ain't that vain;
But fair is fair.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
An Old Sweetheart Of Mine
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone,
And muses on the faces of the friends that he has known,
So I turn the leaves of Fancy, till in shadowy design
I find the smiling features of an old sweetheart of mine.
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James Whitcomb Riley
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone,
And muses on the faces of the friends that he has known,
So I turn the leaves of Fancy, till in shadowy design
I find the smiling features of an old sweetheart of mine.
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James Whitcomb Riley
My Hour
Day after day behold me plying
My pen within an office drear;
The dullest dog, till homeward hieing,
Then lo! I reign a king of cheer.
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Robert William Service
Day after day behold me plying
My pen within an office drear;
The dullest dog, till homeward hieing,
Then lo! I reign a king of cheer.
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Robert William Service
The Artemus Of Michigan
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too,
Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew:--
The fine hotel, the landlord, and the lordly bill of fare,
And the dainty-neat completeness of the pretty waiters there;
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James Whitcomb Riley
Grand Haven is in Michigan, and in possession, too,
Of as many rare attractions as our party ever knew:--
The fine hotel, the landlord, and the lordly bill of fare,
And the dainty-neat completeness of the pretty waiters there;
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James Whitcomb Riley
Easy Service
When an empty sleeve or a sightless eye
Or a legless form I see,
I breathe my thanks to my God on High
For His watchful care o'er me.
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Edgar Albert Guest
When an empty sleeve or a sightless eye
Or a legless form I see,
I breathe my thanks to my God on High
For His watchful care o'er me.
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Edgar Albert Guest
The Faceless Man
I'm dead.
Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past.
How long I stood as missing! Now, at last
I'm dead.
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Robert William Service
I'm dead.
Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past.
How long I stood as missing! Now, at last
I'm dead.
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Robert William Service
Will Consider Situation
There here are words of radical advice for a young man looking for a job;
Young man, be a snob.
Yes, if you are in search of arguments against starting at the bottom,
Why I've gottem.
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Ogden Nash
There here are words of radical advice for a young man looking for a job;
Young man, be a snob.
Yes, if you are in search of arguments against starting at the bottom,
Why I've gottem.
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Ogden Nash
The Dance
Take the name of the swain, a forlorn witless elf
Who was chang'd to a flow'r for admiring himself.
A part deem'd essential in each lady's dress
With what maidens cry when they wish to say yes.
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Henry Livingston Jr.
Take the name of the swain, a forlorn witless elf
Who was chang'd to a flow'r for admiring himself.
A part deem'd essential in each lady's dress
With what maidens cry when they wish to say yes.
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Henry Livingston Jr.
A Long, Long Way
It's a long, long way to the country, where
I wade and splash in the creek;
And a long, long way to the Ferncreek Fair,
The Fair where I was last week:
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Madison Julius Cawein
It's a long, long way to the country, where
I wade and splash in the creek;
And a long, long way to the Ferncreek Fair,
The Fair where I was last week:
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Madison Julius Cawein
Ezra J. M'manus To A Soubrette.
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met,
And yet, ah yet, how swift and tender
My thoughts go back in Time's dull track
To you, sweet pink of female gender!
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Eugene Field
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met,
And yet, ah yet, how swift and tender
My thoughts go back in Time's dull track
To you, sweet pink of female gender!
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Eugene Field
That Swamp Of Death
Yes, it's straight and true, good Preacher, every word that you have said;
Do not think these tears unmanly - they're the first ones I have shed!
But they kind o' beat and pounded 'gainst my aching heart and brain,
And they would not be let go of, and they gave me extra pain.
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William Mckendree Carleton
Yes, it's straight and true, good Preacher, every word that you have said;
Do not think these tears unmanly - they're the first ones I have shed!
But they kind o' beat and pounded 'gainst my aching heart and brain,
And they would not be let go of, and they gave me extra pain.
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William Mckendree Carleton
What Have You Done To Me?
What have you done to me?
To count all lonely nights alone, in my new apartment,
Dancing with myself, inbetween the sheets,
All in all is not to forget, that we once met,
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Felix Menda
What have you done to me?
To count all lonely nights alone, in my new apartment,
Dancing with myself, inbetween the sheets,
All in all is not to forget, that we once met,
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Felix Menda
Lines On Violets
Once, while digging 'neath the snow,
'Mid Canadian winter, lo!
To our joy and surprise
We saw some violets in full bloom,
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James Mcintyre
Once, while digging 'neath the snow,
'Mid Canadian winter, lo!
To our joy and surprise
We saw some violets in full bloom,
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James Mcintyre
My Nordic Christmas Story
I bought boots for Christmas to tread the icy plains.
I bought toys for Christmas with Santas in my trains.
I lit my home for Christmas with a Cedar bright.
I made cup cakes for Christmas for my love's delight.
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Joseph Ogbonna
I bought boots for Christmas to tread the icy plains.
I bought toys for Christmas with Santas in my trains.
I lit my home for Christmas with a Cedar bright.
I made cup cakes for Christmas for my love's delight.
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Joseph Ogbonna
If They Can Rape, Why Can't We Punish Them?
They harmed my body,
For their Pleasure..
For them I'm a body,
Wrapped in flesh and blood..
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Dr.dharmveer Rathore
They harmed my body,
For their Pleasure..
For them I'm a body,
Wrapped in flesh and blood..
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Dr.dharmveer Rathore
Daddy's Boy
It is time for bed, so the nurse declares,
But I slip off to the nook,
The cozy nook at the head of the stairs,
Where daddy's reading his book.
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Jean Blewett
It is time for bed, so the nurse declares,
But I slip off to the nook,
The cozy nook at the head of the stairs,
Where daddy's reading his book.
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Jean Blewett
How We Fought The Fire
I.
'Twas a drowsy night on Tompkins Hill:
The very leaves of the trees lay still;
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William Mckendree Carleton
I.
'Twas a drowsy night on Tompkins Hill:
The very leaves of the trees lay still;
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William Mckendree Carleton
Let The Cloth Be White
Go set the table, Mary, an' let the cloth be white!
The hungry city children are comin' here to-night;
The children from the city, with features pinched an' spare,
Are comin' here to get a breath of God's untainted air.
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William Mckendree Carleton
Go set the table, Mary, an' let the cloth be white!
The hungry city children are comin' here to-night;
The children from the city, with features pinched an' spare,
Are comin' here to get a breath of God's untainted air.
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William Mckendree Carleton
His Wonderful Choo-choos
When I see his wonderful choo-choo trains,
Which he daily builds with infinite pains,
Whose cars are a crazy and curious lot -
A doll, a picture, a pepper pot,
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Ringgold Wilmer Lardner
When I see his wonderful choo-choo trains,
Which he daily builds with infinite pains,
Whose cars are a crazy and curious lot -
A doll, a picture, a pepper pot,
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Ringgold Wilmer Lardner
My Story
I'm seventeen
Not so happy with what I've been
Trying so hard to fit in
Forcing to stay in the gang
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Phyllis Afotey
I'm seventeen
Not so happy with what I've been
Trying so hard to fit in
Forcing to stay in the gang
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Phyllis Afotey