Sure, deck your limbs in pants,
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance . .
Have you seen yourself retreating?

Song of the Open Road
I think that I shall never see
A billboard as lovely as a tree.
Perhaps unless the billboards fall
I’ll never see a tree at all.

The grackle’s voice is less than m
His heart is black, his eye is yel
He bullies more attractive birds
With hoodlum deeds and vulgar word
And should a human interfere,

To keep your marriage brimming,
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you’re wrong, admit it;
Whenever you’re right, shut up.

Geniuses of countless nations
Have told their love for generatio
Till all their memorable phrases
Are common as goldenrod or daisies
Their girls have glimmered like th

I sit in an office at 244 Madison
And say to myself You have a resp
Why then do you fritter away your
If you have a sore throat you can
If you have a sore foot you can ge

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

In January everything freezes.
We have two children. Both are sh
This is our January rule:
One girl in bed, and one in school
In February the blizzard whirls.

Though you know it anyhow
Listen to me, darling, now,
Proving what I need not prove
How I know I love you, love.
Near and far, near and far,

O all ye exorcizers come and exorc