#AmericanWriters #Ballad
For we have thought the longer tho… And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils’ tune… Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night,
Some came in chains Unrepentant but tired. Too tired but to stumble. Thinking and hating were finished Thinking and fighting were finishe…
Desire and All the sweet pulsing aches And gentle hurtings That were you, Are gone into the sullen dark.
If my Valentine you won’t be, I’ll hang myself on your Christma…
Men went happily to death But they were not the men Who marched For years Up to the line.
I like Canadians. They are so unlike Americans. They go home at night. Their cigarettes don’t smell bad. Their hats fit.
So now, Losing the three last night, Taking them back today, Dripping and dark the woods . . .
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall… want him for long.
He tried to spit out the truth; Dry—mouthed at first, He drooled and slobbered in the en… Truth dribbling his chin.
I’m off’n wild wimmen An Cognac An Sinnin’ For I’m in loOOOOOOOve.
Never trust a white man, Never kill a Jew, Never sign a contract, Never rent a pew. Don’t enlist in armies;
There are never any suicides in th… No successful suicides. A Chinese boy kills himself and i… (they continue to place his mail i… A Norwegian boy kills himself and…
A porcupine skin, Stiff with bad tanning, It must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl Pompous
In the rain in the rain in the rai… Does it rain in Spain? Oh yes my dear on the contrary and… The dancers dance in long white pa… It isn’t right to yence your aunts