#AmericanWriters
As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven lives; Seven lives, In seven sacks, Like seven beeves
Being a father Is quite a bother. You are as free as air With time to spare, You’re a fiscal rocket
Behold the duck. It does not cluck. A cluck it lacks. It quacks. It is specially fond
Sure, deck your limbs in pants, Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance . .… Have you seen yourself retreating?
A mighty creature is the germ, Though smaller than a pachyderm. His customary dwelling place Is deep within the human race. His childish pride he often please…
People expect old men to die, They do not really mourn old men. Old men are different. People loo… At them with eyes that wonder when… People watch with unshocked eyes;
So Thomas Edison Never drank his medicine; So Blackstone and Hoyle Refused cod-liver oil; So Sir Thomas Malory
Sure, deck your limbs in pants; Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance— Have you seen yourself retreating?
The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye… An alien suttee.
This is a song to celebrate banks, Because they are full of money and… you hear is clinks and clanks, Or maybe a sound like the wind in… Which is the rustling of the thous…
I have a bone to pick with fate, Come here and tell me girly, Do you think my mind is maturing l… Or simply rotting early.
Candy Is Dandy But liquor Is quicker.
Your hopeless patients will live, Your healthy patients will die. I have only this word to give: Wonder, and find out why
People live forever in Jacksonvil… But you don’t have to live forever… The entrance requirements for gram… You only have to live until your c… From that point on you start looki…
Husbands are things that wives hav… And with whom they breakfast with… They interfere with the discipline… And forget anniversaries, And when they have been particular…
