#AmericanWriters
Beneath this slab John Brown is stowed. He watched the ads And not the road.
More than a catbird hates a cat, Or a criminal hates a clue, Or the Axis hates the United Sta… That’s how much I love you. I love you more than a duck can sw…
One thing that literature would be… Would be a more restricted employm… metaphor. Authors of all races, be they Gre… Can’t seem just to say that anythi…
The Lord in His wisdom made the f… And then forgot to tell us why.
Now another day is breaking, Sleep was sweet and so is waking. Dear Lord, I promised you last ni… Never again to sulk or fight. Such vows are easier to keep
When people aren’t asking question… They’re making suggestions And when they’re not doing one of… They’re either looking over your s… And then as if that weren’t enough…
I didn’t go to church today, I trust the Lord to understand. The surf was swirling blue and whi… The children swirling on the sand. He knows, He knows how brief my s…
Who is the happy husband? Why, in… 'Tis he who’s useless in the time… Who, asked to unclasp a bracelet o… Contrives to be utterly futile, fu… Or when a zipper nips his loved on…
I give you now Professor Twist, A conscientious scientist, Trustees exclaimed, “He never bun… And sent him off to distant jungle… Camped on a tropic riverside,
Sure, deck your limbs in pants, Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance . .… Have you seen yourself retreating?
Higgledy piggledy, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen. Gentlemen come every day To count what my black hen doth la… If perchance she lays too many,
Some primal termite knocked on woo… And tasted it, and found it good! And that is why your Cousin May Fell through the parlor floor toda…
The ant has made himself illustrio… Through constant industry industri… So what? Would you be calm and placid, If you were full of formic acid?
The turtle lives twixt plated deck… Which practically conceal its sex. I think it clever of the turtle In such a fix to be so fertile.
O all ye exorcizers come and exorcize now, and ye clergymen draw nigh and clerge, For I wish to be purged of an urge. It is an irksome urge, compounded of nettles and glue, And it is...