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  • If you had the choice of two women to wed,
    (Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
    17 lines, 2 comments
  • 'Why keep a cow when I can buy,'
    Said he, 'the milk I need,'
    19 lines
  • This crowded life of God's good giving
    No man has relished more than I;
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • Folk ask if I'm alive,
    Most think I'm not;
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • Aye, Montecelli, that's the name.
    You may have heard of him perhaps.
    25 lines
  • That boy I took in the car last night,
    With the body that awfully sagged away,
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • How often do I wish I were
    What people call a character;
    26 lines
  • Clorinda met me on the way
    As I came from the train;
    25 lines, 6 comments
  • If starry space no limit knows
    And sun succeeds to sun,
    26 lines, 1 comment
  • Three times I had the lust to kill,
    To clutch a throat so young and fair,
    25 lines
  • Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things -
    The song of birds, the rapture of the rose;
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • I deem that there are lyric days
    So ripe with radiance and cheer,
    25 lines
  • I'm just a mediocre man
    Of no high-brow pretence;
    25 lines
  • Why need we newer arms invent,
        Poor peoples to destroy?
    23 lines
  • You make it in your mess-tin by the brazier's rosy gleam;
    You watch it cloud, then settle amber clear;
    27 lines
  • There's sunshine in the heart of me,
    My blood sings in the breeze;
    75 lines
  • I ran a nail into my hand,
    The wound was hard to heal;
    28 lines
  • After working hard all day
    In the office,
    33 lines
  • How grand the human race would be
        If every man would wear a kilt,
    33 lines
  • Brave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty-one,
    And bounded up five flights of stairs, a gallant garreteer;
    40 lines
  • Ho! we were strong, we were swift, we were brave.
    Youth was a challenge, and Life was a fight.
    24 lines
  • Deeming that I were better dead,
    "How shall I kill myself?" I said.
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • No, Bill, I'm not a-spooning out no patriotic tosh
    (The cove be'ind the sandbags ain't a death-or-glory cuss).
    56 lines, 1 comment
  • It isn't the foe that we fear;
    It isn't the bullets that whine;
    44 lines, 1 comment
  • Hark to the Sourdough story, told at sixty below,
    When the pipes are lit and we smoke and spit
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • Alas! I am only a rhymer,
    I don't know the meaning of Art;
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • I'm sitting by the fire tonight,
           The cat purrs on the rug;
    31 lines
  • They dumped it on the lonely road,
          Then like a streak they sped;
    25 lines, 1 comment
  • Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time;
    Of viol or of lute some make a song.
    51 lines
  • Because I was a woman lone
         And had of friends so few,
    25 lines
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