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DID you ever meet a brother as yo… And invite him up to dinner, and h… Did you ever keep him standing unt… When you’d meet to talk about your… Did you ever say: 'Next Tuesday w…
When Pa comes home, I’m at the do… An’ then he grabs me off the floor An’ throws me up an’ catches me When I come down, an’ then, says… ‘Well, how’d you get along to-day?
I’d like to think when life is don… That I had filled a needed post. That here and there I’d paid my f… With more than idle talk and boast… That I had taken gifts divine.
I’M for the happy man every time, The man who smiles as he goes his… Whether he’s up or whether he’s do… I ‘m for the man with a grin, I s… I ’m for the man who can bear his…
When we have lived our little live… When we’ve seen all that we shall… When we shall take one backward lo… I pray that you shall be as glad a… Time was we started out to find th…
One day, in ages dark and dim, A toiler, weary, worn and faint, Who found his task too much for hi… Gave voice unto a sad complaint. And seeking emphasis to give
First thing in the morning, last… Get it when I come from school: '… Go upstairs this minute, an’ roll… An’ give your hands a scrubbing an… Now don’t stand there and argue, a…
To us the Flag has little meant. Each glorious stripe of red Was woven there to represent The blood of heroes dead. On some dim, distant battle line
The saddest sort of death to die Would be to quit the game called l… And know, beneath the gentle sky, You’d lived a slacker in the strif… That nothing men on earth would fi…
Some folks there be who seem to ne… An’ reckon all the joys that have… Some think that pleasure’s only fo… An’ where an orchestra’s at work t… Still others seek it at their play…
His eye was wild and his face was taut with anger and hate and rage, And the things he muttered were much too strong for the ink of the printed page. I found him there when the dusk...
The little woman, to her I bow And doff my hat as I pass her by; I reverence the furrows that mark… And the sparkling love light in he… The little woman who stays at home…
I’m sorry for a feller if he hasn’… To let him eat and do the things h… An aunt to come a visitin’ or one… Is just about the finest kind of l… Of course she’s not your mother, a…
The little kindergarten miss, Source of all my joy and bliss, Every evening in the window Waits and watches just for me; Waits and watches for her daddy,
My Pa says that he used to be A bright boy in geography; An’ when he went to school he knew The rivers an’ the mountains, too, An’ all the capitals of states