#AmericanWriters
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…
The hunter crouches in his blind ‘Neath camouflage of every kind And conjures up a quacking noise To lend allure to his decoys This grown-up man, with pluck and…
I would live all my life in noncha… Were it not for making a living, w…
Celery, raw Develops the jaw, But celery, stewed, Is more quietly chewed.
First a little Then a lottle
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…
Being a father Is quite a bother. You are as free as air With time to spare, You’re a fiscal rocket
Senescence begins And middle age ends The day your descendents Outnumber your friends.
The cow is of bovine ilk; One end is moo, the other is milk.
Nothing makes me sicker than liquor and candy is too expandy
Sure, deck your limbs in pants, Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. You look divine as you advance . .… Have you seen yourself retreating?
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…
As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven lives; Seven lives, In seven sacks, Like seven beeves
In spite of her sniffle, Isabel’s chiffle. Some girls with a sniffle Would be weepy and tiffle; They would look awful,
The song of canaries Never varies, And when they’re moulting They’re pretty revolting.